It hurts to make it through...
One more day...

Every Day...
There are words that go left unsaid...

This little do-dad is extremely dark, and comes...
I want to die. Why...

This one does mention God/faith in one or two...
Some days...

I'm not ashamed to say...
That I've been through some things...

Hard days I'll never like...
They make me feel things I'd rather not...

Every step I take in this life...
Is so hard to take, to do...

I can no longer live with the emptiness that lies...
Day after day...