The clock turns to midnight.
A new day begins.
The moose is gently sleeping
wondering what the new day will bring.
Feeling good or feeling down,
I have but no idea,
what matters is that at 23.59
I will still be here!
Watching sun rising, then watching it set,
I made it through the day.
I celebrate that once again
I didn’t let depression stand in my way.
Accepting today may be hard on me,
But working through my pain
Soon midnight will reappear
And I start the battle again!
Today is the present
Yesterday is now in the past.
I can forget what happened on that day
Knowing any bad days cannot last!
Each day is guaranteed twists and turns,
Depression works in this way
Chalk up a victory for me though
I made it through another day!