The days drag on,
A dull, boring routine.
The one thing I hate most of all,
I can't help but wake every day.
But a better life is out there,
Waiting for me to grasp it.
Like there's never a day that comes that you can't wait for to end.
Those dark days pass by, though.
If you just hold on for now, you can be happy again,
A new day, a new start.
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Darkest Before Dawn
PoesieThe Darkest Before Dawn is an anthology of sad but happy poems. Inside are poems about love, heartbreak, and life; all wrapped in a soft, warm blanket, to comfort you and be your shoulder to cry on. Reminder; I am UNDER the age of 15 so..they might...
