I wake up and I want to die
My heart so numb that I can't cry
The phone rings, I press ignore
I refuse to rise to answer the door

Buried underneath the dirt
I can't seem to shovel away the hurt
There are too many feelings to adequately sort
Self-medication becomes my resort

I fall again
Low
   again
Stuck again
and I. can't. win.

I wake up and my eyes adjust
Today the sun I think I'll trust
My lips curve up so naturally
It's hard to believe it's really me

A light shines from somewhere inside
And forces the shadows to run and hide
My sudden joy is too much to contain
This time I hope it leaves a stain

I float again
Up
  again
Weightless again
Did I win?