It's when reality catches us
we fall;
stones become loose
branches snag our clothing
everything in general
just turns to shit.
Ever notice all hotel ceilings
look the same?
I almost choked on the
dregs in the bottom of this
cup
I got lung cancer
instead.
There's an empty
in me no one has touched.
I forgot my own name.


Sighhh...My poor Baby...But it is also reality that makes us rise again, & our unswerving faith that turns that shit into fertilizer to make the roses flourish. (Sorry, ya know how I am about hope).
Stark, dark & soulful, Sweetie. I'm here, if ya ever need to talk, my Friend. (Former) librarians are known for keeping things quiet.
Love you, Lady. Hang tough...good things are just around the corner, out of sight...Patience is an acquired virtue, but it's worth waitin' for, my Friend.
Wanda



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