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I’m standing in the corner
watching myself from a distance
as more bad news is delivered
Another day, another trial,
another struggle to stay strong
when all I want to do is fold
But, I’m hanging on,
hanging in there a little longer
because eventually it has to
even out somehow
Eventually there will be good news,
or at least that’s what I tell myself
on the days that drag on
and the nights I can’t sleep through
I just need to make it one more day,
each day, a new day,
and then I’ll be just fine.

Breath_words© 8/5/15

*photo from Google images