OK????????

This is the lie I tell myself...

Everything will be OK...

Yet on Sunday it wasn't.
Its kind of a set up and or trap.
I fall into again and again...

Forward and into the insanity I fall.
I was never asked if I could cope.
I am asked to deal, stack and shuffle.
And the cards are bad...

The reality sits, staring me in the face.
Asking once again to except this horror.
And I do.

It is what it is...

Set to wonder at my own failing.
Wishing I never caused those I love to hurt...

And there it is...
The sun has set and tomorrow is all most here.
And everything will be OK...