Dec 23, 2003 02:47
five lives were reduced to a double homicide/suicide, an orphan and a broken hearted (grand)mother...
and the pain just radiates out from there.
how small she looked, wendy's mother, sitting on a stool with her hands folded in her lap. how her heart must aching...
the world, this world, is broken.
it will either heal itself and we will treat the scar tissue as lessons to be learned or it will just crumble from beneath us.
and you--this:
"I'd try to carry the weight of the world on my shoulders if you put it there, angel."
was almost more than i could handle.
thank you