life is so precious…..yet we walked…her path with no conviction no thought……
what is life? what are the stages of life….i would love to tell you her story her damaged past,
but how do i start……. how do i reveal, what was what is and what will not become.
Her love was not passionate it was pain….. and yet we tried to tell her love was pain, but what is pain…… love????
damaged she was, broken she did not believe she was!!!!…… she walked under the moonlight in her dreams she envisioned whisperings in her ear….. but woke up to a nightmare! no one next to her, no one to wait on her.
i look at myself and want to run away turn my pain…. to ashes….. I’m done…. i was there, but not to help!
i can’t help myself but feel i would have made a difference i would have helped….. she would have been alive. Now with no life, no ambitions no dreams…..no anticipation.
What next?
Damages May 23, 2010
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