Watching The Sun Rise
Every morning I watch the sun rise
for the despair in my heart does not let me
as it rises its bright yellow beams burn my
eyes, as it resembles yet another dreadful
day I must live through
I can nolonger sit in a quit room
or lie in a bed without sound
for the demons start to wisper
with their voices they bring such torment
their sharp tongues pierce my soul
they have taken my will to succeed
only living for the one small chance I have
to once again feel love
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