Some days I feel like
letting the pain win.
Some days I fight it,
pushing again and again.
Some days I ignore it,
until it eats me alive.
Some days I wonder
how I'll ever survive.
Some days I just smile,
to hide all the tears.
Some days I question,
how it took them years.
Some days I bottle up,
tightening the cap.
Some days I'm afraid,
hoping I don't snap.
Some days I pretend,
that this is all a dream.
Some days I wish
I could let out this scream.
Some days I beg
my body just to mend.
Some days I pray
for all of this to end.