Short, simple, sad
It's a rough patch, we'll get through it But we keep going down like a bottomless pit The pain worsens as the days go by Sometimes I find myself asking, "God, why?" When will this hurt end? When are we going around the bend? When is it morning, when is it light? It just feels like a long cold night It'll come after the light of the moon. The will sun shine very soon At the end of the path will be a beautiful done But til that day comes I'll be waiting for the sun.