Another downfall?

 05th February 2022

Crumbling as we grow, an illusion of life, 

An ephemeral existence, the passage of time.

Unknown inability floats, like bodies in dead sea,

We smile, we try, we flow

More like a river than a statue, our lives.

 At 25, life has brought me to a point, a point that was perceived somewhere but maybe it is okay. Maybe it will be okay. After all, what is okay?! As the doctor says. 🌿

-R