i may sound eternally somber,
since i write about my pain
many times over.
but honestly,
i just have moments where i crumble.
that's something i know to be true.
the past finds a way to creep in
at times where i'm unprepared.
then i remember
my mother's laugh
my sister's humor
the good times
the happy memories.
and in truth,
i give in to the small darkness in my soul
every now and then,
but i never forget
every beauty life has to offer,
even when my life isn't always beautiful.