StylisM

I some times look for rainbows when its pouring outside. In hopes I may see some sort of salvation ahead. As I keep falling, apart of me keeps asking “why do I continue to get up?” I simply reply because “I Can.” I know my struggles aren’t in vain. I see progress every time my heart feels pain. I once thought my life was over, but hell that was over a decade ago. Now I am here, still not where I want to be but better than I was. My life never stops cause I never truly give up. I slow down sometimes and gripe and moan. However, after I extinguish my mental anguish, I continue to carry on down my path and on my journey again.