In the Wild

In the Wild

Sunday, September 18, 2011

Torn open

Torn open, that is how I feel every day, like I have a large tear from one shoulder to the opposite hip, all blood and bloody, death snooping around, sensing something is dying, something inside of me, what is it that rips me open? How do I keep going each day, how to keep surfacing to take another breath, how do I not float away.............I do not know!