'She's the type of girl that collects red leaves in her pockets' life is constant calamity with brief gaps of happiness.
Although this is a harsh reality with lots of dark times - Its important we learn to be at peace with it.
Without the bad times we would never learn to fully appreciate the good times.
This collection of poems is an insight to the hard times, the good times and the in-between times.
Talking of love, loss and self growth.
Why do we fall?
Because it's the only way we will appreciate the times we are standing on our own two feet.