Because sometimes it's like
Traveling in a dark room.
You keep praying for the light
But you don't see it anywhere.
You keep running into things
Because you didn't see it there.
You stumble warily because
You know they're sitting there.
Some are big and others small
But it's not the size that matters.
It's how many there are.
Enough to knock you down
Enough to break you.
Enough to stub your toe on
Or enough to slit your wrist on.
