The forgetful….nature.

When you don’t know which way to turn
Your grief isn’t shared, isn’t separate, isn’t one,
Isn’t the other
Which one….am I hurting for?

And what’s this..the energy
Of (trust) – the most dead,
Yet, most alive
I’ve ever felt.

The bottom drops
Like the dash on my headboard
Of time…
Synchronicity reminds me…
It ain’t nothing, but the life
I chose….

anxiety

One Response to “The forgetful….nature.”

  1. Lovely Poem, nice pic too

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