Falling

F A L L I N G The road is long and hard and weary, I have to carry my load and carry on, Every time I take a step there is Someone to bring me down, How will I complete my journey without falling…? Then I suddenly realize that The ones who pull me down Need not be in my life at all They are just like vagrant stones in my path I cannot avoid them but, I will not stumble on them either…. The cycle continues and I pick myself up... I have rainbows to catch.