The Pills We Swallow

Not becoming bitter is a full time job.

There is so much out there that has the potential to push me over the edge.
Into the sweet oblivion
of
not
giving
a
fuck.

There is so much out there that is just plain horrible.
No matter which way you spin it.

Bad things happen to me.
But worse things happen to others
every day,
Every second of every day.

Sometimes that thought nearly crushes me.
Sometimes it threatens to tip my perpetually half full glass over.
Shattering it on the hard ground of reality.

Somehow.
Some way.
I always manage to catch it
Right before it
Falls.

Somehow.
I find a way to
Carefully balance
And
Strategically place
Sunshine
In all of the
cold
dark
corners of my mind.

Not becoming bitter is a full time job.