starts the same.
i wake up, and i'm alive.
and i have hope.
hope for the day.
that today will be better,
better than yesterday.
and not as good
as tomorrow.
but the farther i get
into the day,
into today,
the less hope i have.
the worse things get.
and by the time i climb into bed,
i can barely breathe.
it gets dark in my mind,
so dark.
and all i can do
is hope for tomorrow.