&the shadow of the dayy;; will embrace the world in greyy.

[styrofoam_forks]

i fall easilyy, bruise easilyy. there are bruises on myy legs that have been there for at least five years. i hurt. but i find it within me to get back up. always. theyy sayy time heals. it hasn't healed the bruises on myy legs yet. obviouslyy. but it's deeper than that.

it goes deeper. i can fall. i can bruise. i can hurt. all of these, i know too well. &somehow, i can slowlyy get back up. i stayy on the ground for a while, finding comfort. feeling closer to something, just anything. sometimes, i let myself drown in myy sorrows, the unhappiness of everything. but i realize there's more in this world. for me. there's more to myy life. so i jump back up with a snap of myy legs, the rush in myy head. with a new lesson learned, i feel like i can face anything the world throws myy wayy.

it's a never ending cycle.

and as far as i will allow myself to remember, i am now beginning round ten.

nine times, i've fallen so deep before. nine times. but i braced myself and got up.
i let myself believe that maybe, just maybe, there's more to life than darkness.

i'm crawling toward the sun, &there must be more than darkness.
with the bruises on myy leg, scars on myy skin, troubles on myy mind.

there must be.

and maybe this won't be the time, but i know the cycle &i won't ever give up.