Good hope

One by one the layers peel off. Why bother when it needs to be rewrapped?

Then here I go opening my mouth and losing again.  Point made.

Alas it matters not. Can't erase the words. Can't trade back hours ago. Just try to muck through the stupidity.

Alas I am always doing that.  Hence the reason I stay quiet on so much crud. And still it all unfolds.

Walking and hoping. Making the depth wider it seems but I am unclear on things.
One step here.

One step there. I hold here with me. Hoping. A possible leap of faith but not letting tears crawl inside my eyes. Not letting the concern follow me.

I just have to wipe the dust off because I knocked myself down. Just need to get going.

Forward.  Day not over until my eyes close. There is where hope lays.

No offense but strength in me is offensive. So I am working on not holding on. Just breathing. Smiling and moving.

One more time. I hope to shut down the big picture long gone. Walking over it, stomping on it. Just leaving it all buried.

Now finding myself calm. Hoping and moving forward. And I pray a good night now.

Hopefully