Many Days

Many days I've cried,
Wondering what could have been,
Many nights I've spent alone,
Without a single friend,
Many days I thought,
Would never really end,
Now here I am in a place,
I don't really want to be,
Without even my family,
Here to comfort me,
Like a bump on a log,
I talk to my dog,
About the days gone by,
At the end of my rope,
I hang onto my hope,
And all I can do is Try