Sad

Fighting off the blues. I intend to leave them behind with this week. 

I found a pic of me as a toddler, who puts sadness in their child's eyes at such a young age? 

Why do I feel I knew life was going to be a hard fought journey even then? 

I never remember a carefree time, I always looked at others with doubt and an inability to understand behaviors that did nothing but encourage pain and sorrow.

It is a large burden to give your all to loved ones and never know if it will be returned.

This mask constricts, this game grows old, but I hope, each day a part of the brightness will dull the cold that exists and tries to eliminate the beauty.