same shit different day

[punkchipmunkliz]

If some one would have given me a preview of what my life would be like now a year and a half ago, I think I would have laughed right in their face. I know life's not supposed to be easy, and I'm not one to bias the level of difficulty at which I accomplish every day tasks. Regardless, I am still grateful for the "precious" moments that I do encounter, and I am sad to say that I still walk on eggshells at the thought of losing them. But I think it's at the point where I'm so used to the eggshells, I get confused when I feel solid ground. I'm surviving off the generosity of others' warmth and hospitality, and trying to endure what I don't have to keep up the spirits of those I love. I've come to terms with the fact that it is not supposed to make sense. I just know I have to keep working until I can eventually pull myself out of this hole. And I have to count on not having some one next to me when that time comes. I'm not afraid of being alone. But I won't be the first person to say I prefer it.

I want to scream to the world my praises of you.
But we're a secret that they don't need to know.
I'll keep my head up.
We'll make it through.
I feel it.
I know you do too.