The tougher this gets,

The less my lungs can breathe..

The less my heart can take,

The harder life throws me around,

The harder it is to smile.

Always landing so far from peace.

Always in tears, weakened with grief,

Unable to find a way out.

Unable to escape the brutality..

Destroying the very fibers of

my being,

The parts of me that once felt life.

The harder I hold on..

The harder it is to hold on…

My soul is struggling so much right now…

And I’m sure you never knew..

But, I am.

Sincerely,

Nova