No happy end

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Did you know I cried myself to bed last night?
That I am too tired to put on a fake smile, forget it being bright
They say at the end, there will be hopeful light
But does one realise it is grey, not black or white?
To surpass it all takes tough,will and might
On days together, all seems hazy with no clear sight
While it all ends well but this poem won’t because the writer is an injured knight