I try
To see the great in everything I see
But I close my eyes

I grieve
The minutes that I try to keep
I count them on my fingers instead

I lift my head
I decide that this time i'm okay
And nights will never be as long as I made them to be
I never said I was a grateful friend

I cry them out
My tired eyes
Not strong enough to give
It all to you

I mean
The words I scream in blurry ears
The only thing I can not hear

I sleep
Enough to know I hate the dark
I count the nights I stay awake