More often than not the dark clouds around my life
decide
to strangle
me
until I
can no
longer breathe.
More often than not the world crashes down around
me
and it
becomes hard
to see the ivy
growing
on the
sidewalks.
More often than not I think I'm doing okay but then
something always
reminds
me that
I'm
not.
I hope you will understand.
-S
