So it falls to whatever happens, happens… happiness? Success? Whatever happens, happens…. You tell yourself that’s enough for now, you can’t make it come and go. You do what you can and hope, pray; plead the rest falls into place. Steering gets tiring coasting is easier. Blood shot eyes from staring at the road begin to water, its ok to shut your eyes its just coasting from here to there… she’ll open her eyes once she is home. She’ll be home… she’ll be home…. She’ll be home but you’ll be gone- not for good but for now. Gone for now feels a lot like gone for good…. But she’ll be home

I scraped my knees when i was praying, and the worst part is before it gets any bettter im headed for a cliff and in the free falll ill realize im better offf when i hit the botttom.