Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Won't stop........

gloomy.

The tears won't stop.

Loss. Pain. Extreme loss.................

I can't shake this feeling.
being ripped out.
ventricle by ventricle.......

fucking with my mind today.

birth.
mom.
grandma.
siblings.
high school.
ste. gen.
air force.
ste.gen.
prison.
re-birth.
death.

all things that have formed me.

For better or worse.

why do i still feel as if it was yesterday.
or better yet.

today..............

palms sweaty.
tears rolling.
cigarette burning.
music playing.
dogs watching this strong man being weak....................

home.
walls.
coffee...........

prison cell of memories.

life.
life.
life.
life.


refuge of my mother's arms.
refuge of my mother's love.
gone.

refuge of siblings laugh.
refuge of siblings support.
gone.

identity?
skewed.
scarred.
broken.

fresh air.
fresh attitude.

same feelings.......only masked.........hidden.

1 comment:

rlphsil said...

Pete Housman likes this.

There is power in the word. That our essence flows across the page revealed if only to ourselves. Mute witness of the movement of our lives.

See Chris Andros My Stories site
what a great way to share.

Thanks for inviting me in. RLPETEH

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