Falling Rocks

It’s hard to see the good when your bombarded with the bad. It’s hard to crack a smile when your soul and mind are very sad. It’s hard to hear angels whisper when the demons start to sing. It’s hard to find the light when the horizon is so dim. It’s hard to feel humanity when you hear the animals scream and cry. It’s hard to see the reasoning when you get beaten for asking why. It’s hard to feel empathic when they burn your love away. It’s hard to keep your temper when fools provoke you in every way. It’s hard to walk a straight line when life keeps twisting all your dreams. It’s hard to trust another when no one is who they seem to be. It’s hard to find comfort when the rocks begin to fall. It’s hard to feel compassion when your beating down every wall. It hard to find the sanity lurking in the back of your mind. It’s hard to listen to nothing when inside you starts to cry. It’s hard to see the point of it when you know how easy it is to take away. It’s hard to keep your grip on life when it changes every second of every minute of every day.