Reoccurring
This reoccurring thought in my minds eye when ever looking to further my family only comes to a halt when the images flash through my head like an old fashion film reel of events that took place some 2 years ago. Starting in a bathroom with women like sisters, to a dreadful car ride, leading to that cold place only to see the screen, to a bed then leading back to that terrible bathroom. This thought provokes such intense feelings to rush through me, feelings of sadness and hurt, the labored....labored.....labored...breathing, eyes burning with fury and over flowing with tear drops of lava. The feeling of being ripped..apart from something soo close to you, within you. Then the collapse, into no one but your own arms. No comfort in this reoccurring thought...Of what could have been, to what is now and now to what will become...This is my past, present and my future.
I fear that day i lost myself along with another, everything good about me was taken and flushed down the toilet...literally however unfortunate....
One day i hope to be right again...
I fear that day i lost myself along with another, everything good about me was taken and flushed down the toilet...literally however unfortunate....
One day i hope to be right again...