Cheers to another day,
another day to breathe,
live and experience.
Why have I been given another day?
When I have begged,
for hours,
nights,
years-
to leave this wretched world.
It stings like a lemon on a paper cut,
or how a blade glides across so easily.
Life isn't the easiest-
especially mine.
It's broke and twisted,
but I am glad I had another day.
