presumably wrong

more often then I’d like to admit I find myself wollowing  in whirl fighting an imminent peril… a  calamity  that hangs over my head and waits  for that perfect moment when everything is going perfect to reveal its dark shadowed face..

I struggle with wanting to give in. Say “fuck it all” and walk away, yet, I persist and continue down this path fighting to keep my head up high trying my best to believe that perseverance  only makes you strong.

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