Blanket

[passionatexsoul]

thoughts pass like a storm and there is a slithering pain that has swallowed me whole.
in denial
like screaming without sound
confusion
insight
imaginary relief
hope
hunger
meditation
intentional distraction
helplessness
fear
action reaction
beaming bleak!
insecure daze
must absorb must absorb the very edge the tail of every instant
i fear(embrace) the dependancy i have for my dad, and many beings... when your soul blends into another person, leaves your body, and you find yourself living, within another entitys presence, existance.

my dad has cancer,
OBSOLETE.
if words be the only avenue.....then....
I have an invisible muzzle on