Mar 2017
A vision old men would die for.
A moment to return to a value,
Long forgotten on antiquities shelves'.
As others see it, they are angered...
For they too are beginning to see.
They have the same longing and desires.
Their hearts reach out in disbelief.
For no one wants to pull back stubs,
Or a heart turned into hamburger.
Sad isn't when someone can'tΒ trust loving someone.
Sad is when you stop believing you can at all.ο»Ώ
A moment to return to a value,
Long forgotten on antiquities shelves'.
As others see it, they are angered...
For they too are beginning to see.
They have the same longing and desires.
Their hearts reach out in disbelief.
For no one wants to pull back stubs,
Or a heart turned into hamburger.
Sad isn't when someone can'tΒ trust loving someone.
Sad is when you stop believing you can at all.ο»Ώ
Sometimes people don't realize the importance and challenges that starting a relationship brings. I'm just too sick and old for the struggle. Then there's the moral idea of really do I have the right to allow someone to watch me slowly die? Still struggling with that, even though I wrote this long ago.
