As the nights go by, they get harder
All day long I can laugh the hardest
I can enjoy the strongest
I can live the fullest
I am thankful the most
But that doesn’t stop the nights from being dark, and dark, and dark
Darker as every day goes by
Darker than the one before, and for sure not darkest than the one to come

And the thing is that I try my hardest to see the light
And to believe that every day is brighter than the last one
And that we are closer to the morning than to the twilight
Because how would we keep going if we all thought we were heading into the abyss
An abyss so deep and ruthless that keeps everyone away when we need each other the most
An abyss where we are all together, but apart
Where the beast that lurks is invisible and takes us out one by one
And there is not much we can do to stop it
But wait, and believe that every day is brighter than the last one.