Heavy Days

Woke up to rain on a broken windowpane,

Bills on the table, same old tired refrain.

Tried to smile, but the mirror shows the strain—

Every step forward feels like walking through chains.

Oh, life don’t warn you when it’s gonna break your knees,

Dreams get stolen by the weight of “just get by” and pleas.

You give your all, but the world just takes and takes—

Still, every morning, somehow… your heart still wakes.

Empty cupboards, silent phone, a lonely street,

Promises lost in the echoes of defeat.

You stitch your hope with threadbare, trembling hands,

Praying tomorrow offers something it understands.

Oh, life don’t warn you when it’s gonna break your knees,

Dreams get stolen by the weight of “just get by” and pleas.

You give your all, but the world just takes and takes—

Still, every morning, somehow… your heart still wakes.

Yeah, it’s heavy… but you carry on.

Even when the light feels gone.