I close my eyes for a while and whaddya know!? - a year has passed and I'm still in the past. "We gotta get out of this place. If it's the last thing we ever do."
So much pain, so many hardships - and that's just what I'm looking at. I'm lucky only a minimal portion is mine, all mine. My daughters' wings get stronger by the minute. My sons' restlessness starting to show. Ahh but if only I were able to help them all go.
All they need is a little dough.
Cancer casts shadows over friends and their lives. Loneliness and heartache ain't nothin' to bitch about. Shut my mouth, think about south...
..to be continued.
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