What do we do when the high is gone?
What happens when we begin to walk around merely a shells of ourselves.
Not fully understanding nor wanting to except the choices that God makes.
Where do we go when we are lost, other than just going through the motions of moving forward.
Who am I kidding...
Pain never goes away...
And misery is an incurable ETD
Emotionally Transmitted Disease
Jun 28, 2018
Jun 28, 2018 at 1:21 PM UTC
What do we do when the high is gone?
What happens when we begin to walk around merely a shells of ourselves.
Not fully understanding nor wanting to except the choices that God makes.
Where do we go when we are lost, other than just going through the motions of moving forward.
Who am I kidding...
Pain never goes away...
And misery is an incurable ETD
Emotionally Transmitted Disease
One of the poems I write after my great grandmother passed!
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