One too many mornings

One too many mornings feeling blue
As rain pours outside
Wondering how to get through
Without having to hide

One too many mornings waking to tears
All alone in my bed
Supressing too many childish fears
Ignoring what you said

One too many mornings feeling ill
In the cold dark room
Praying for my bleeding heart to be still
Over me, death does loom

One too many mornings bleeding love
From my draining heart
Wishing so hard to be up above
Wishing to depart

One too many mornings falling down
When i try to stand
My world spins into a frown
And on the floor I land