I'm reaching for the stars.
I'm reaching for hope in this desolate place.
I'm trying to put a smile on a grim face.
It's hard to see the light sometimes.
Pitch black darkness can make you nearly go blind.
I try to keep my inner torch lit so I can navigate through the mist.
I try to keep my head up so I don't drown in the abyss.
Sometimes it seems like theirs no bottom to the murky depths of sorrow.
Then I still my nerves and remember.... Their always tomorrow.
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