is the text and OH how I have failed in so many many many many
running out of water
running out
the wood panel floor you see before you has a tendency to splinter, so I caution you to watch your step
and We'll poor into a place unhealthy for others...
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I told him his story changed. He resisted this truth because he wants to believe I was not told the whole story. As though he made a statement those many months ago and I was merely miss reading it. Yet when you factor in my questions of clarification, the result was exactly that, clarification.
Now the unraveling begins because I hold true to the picture given. I see the difference between them and I highlight. Nail grinding extraction of more answers as the struggle to save a measure of face makes manic his pace. He rejects the chemo because his hair is falling out and I tell him this does not sway me. I'd rather he be bald and alive.
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And what of the other side of the coin? Well this was drawn out by myself with strong lead. I've gone on walks of short destination. I'm so satisfied and yet not sleeping. Resisting the fight, I have flight in Faith. I'll sideline out and bend the knee to see an outcome. This makes me inactive in a world that honors action. I ache deep in tow. A drag coefficient almost a year long, but my knees are heavy and I'll lock them down. I have no say in the greater plan so I'll act as the time suits. Glory be unto the greater than me.
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