Trying to get a grip on my mental illness is like trying to build a house of cards
The process is going fine
But then you add a card slightly off
Or you put it down forcefully
Or you breathe a little too hard
Or the earth moves slightly
And it all comes tumbling down
So you start over
Maybe you get a little farther than last time
Or maybe you crash sooner
Maybe you'll finally build your house
Maybe you'll never succeed
Maybe you get it big and proud
Maybe you get it small and sad
Or maybe you get it just right
When you get it just right you sit back
You appreciate how it looks
You enjoy the moment
Because you know sooner or later it'll tumble down
Back to square one
Card by card
You try and you try
You fail and you survive