Even if I don't make sense.... Certain words that I hear... are not in my vocabulary... like a kettle waiting to explode...it was a good analogy... But actually I am quietly and steadfastly simmering along in life... As life is too short... To not do things despite the trials... Getting up to mischief doing what I want...after that highly intense lost period in our lives that was so ugly horrendous hurtful inconsistencies inconsiderate smelly disgusting painful sore inconsolable raw stupid unnecessary suffering that beset us...nothing no one says will make our difference to what I saw... I know and I made a vow on leaving your body that day... for strangers to take you out of your home for that last time.... To what we should never have had to experience ... Will not go away and nothing anyone ever says to me will make any difference to the vow I made
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