days weeks months
happiness unchecked
have a sour hour
have a day of despair
a few minutes of bliss
a few weeks of sorrow
there will always be more
maybe it'll be tomorrow
you're happy you're free
this is how its supposed to be
no matter how far you fall
there will always be an olive branch
beckons to another world
dimensions left unseen
you are unscathed
breathing, after all you've been
growth and pain
recovery and healing
none of it is linear
a constant spiral
every direction
ups and downs
complex to the mind
simple to the feeling
