Coping

The alarm sounds, my eyes flick open, another day to face.

I'm all alone in these four walls and still feel out of place.

Out place, out of sync...my life is all off track,

And everyone I know seems to have something that I lack.

They smile, they laugh, they talk and play with no trace of misery.

I used to mock their joy; now I don't have the energy.

Every day is a little harder. Every day I'm slowly dying.

And despite the sadness that I feel, I lack the strength for crying.

All the pain that I have faced has filled my heart with sorrow,

And although I want this day to end, I just can't face tomorrow.

I'm drowning in my misery as painful thoughts race through my head.

Then the snooze alarm alerts me that I'm still here in bed.

I climb out of bed, force-feed myself and push my way out the door,

And promise myself that I won't visit thoughts of darkness anymore.

The pain inside has gotten so strong that even my body aches,

But I'm determined to fight through it, no matter what it takes.

I know I have a purpose; I'm not just here wasting space.

There's still hope for me although my dreams have gone without a trace.

I won't worry about tomorrow. Right now I'll just hope and pray,

And minute by minute, hour by hour, I'll make it through today.