marshland

This is what happens when I ignore once again the why nots, because I’ve chosen not to break against the slippery slope.

But, never mind. I’m tired, yeah, I’ve learned, yet again.

So what, it still leaves me in shambles, unraveled.

And so it goes, another day, another song, another hope.

Maybe it gets better with time, maybe I get better with time.

I am happy it doesn’t matter as much.

And what do you know. A different day, a different story.

Sometimes, things are as simple, and as complicated as that.