I've become accustomed to it all.
Time ticks closer to the end of a dull day,
All my will
Faded away.

It's been so long...
Am I a glutton for pain?
Tolerating the torment over and over.

Some days I don't need to close the curtains to let the dark creep in.
Some days... moments of sunshine.
It's never the same
Always different
Except the warmth is always gone.