marți, mai 19, 2009

Not in a very good place


Sometimes it's hard
it's hard to breath without it aching
to see the light of the spotless sun.

Sometimes it's hard
to make yourself believe something could change
it's hard to feel alive when death is what you fear most.

Sometimes it's hard
it's hard to smile and not break in little pieces
to keep on going with your hand unheld.

Sometimes it's hard
and sometimes it's harder.

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