There are days on which i live
These are days on which happiness rules my world
These days are very few in number
These days are like an oasis in a desert
These days act as a balm for my aching soul
I cherish and treasure these days like anything
I don't want these days to end
I want them to stretch for eternity
But they never do
Once they leave...
....my soul just goes into a state of coma
...the harsh reality of life just cuts through my heart like a knife
...and all i'm left with are the distant memories
...and a hope in my heart that i will see these days again


Then there are those days on which i survive
Days which i wish would end as quickly as possible
Days which i dread
Days on which i wish i was dead
Days on which doom and gloom rule my world
These are those dark days on which i can't find no source of light,no matter how much i try
Days like these torment the hell out of me
They push me to the point of insanity
But i somehow weather the storm
Somehow i push myself
Somehow i fight it out
It hurts like hell
I cry like anything
But somehow i'm able to survive
Somehow i'm able to make it through to the next day....
.....with the hope that a new sun of mercy will shine upon me and things will be better