as the dawn begins
my darkness retreats
it fears the light
can the end be near?

i always await a new day
hoping that it will be better
than the last
yet the pain still resides
deep in the trenches of my soul

my mind feels at war with itself
i am the constant casuality
i have my victories
but they seem so miniscule

sometimes the easy way out
is just an excuse
other times
a friend reminds me of why
i must exist