Life always finds away to knock us down, and this is the poetry of the things that continue to make me fall.
The sad thing is I can never catch a grip on life so I'll continue to fall.... forever.
"Sometimes I just want it to end, nothing can stop that thought. "
but that's what I said years ago and the thought never ended, it just grew.
I don't think I want help anymore, unless you're the grim reaper. if you see him, tell him I've been waiting.