when the tears you cry, are all you can believe.
i find when we should have the most faith in the greater good, when we have hope, when things just NEED to go right. thats when everything starts to crumble around your ankles.
my chin quivers and my hands shake. i can’t concentrate on the task before me because my mind is filled with worry and want.
i’ve shirked responsibility in my adult age. run from anything that would tie me down. just so i wouldn’t end up like her. anyone but her.
just have a little faith in me.
i keep waiting to find out why this hand was dealt to me. i’ve been good and i’ve been right. but it all feels so wrong.
i want to run. as fast as my broken legs will carry me. but i am stuck in the mud and muck of life. floundering here. waiting, just waiting.
