They Had Dreams But They Called Them

We Did What Our People Do All The Time, We Told Ourselves Something We Did Was Right And We Found A Way To Justify It, Even Though We Knew It Was Wrong.

Everything I Know And I Am And I Have Seen Felt Done Past Present Past Now Then Before Now Seen Felt Done Hurt Felt Focus Into A Something Beyond Words Beyond Beyond Beyond And It Speaks Now And It Says. Stay. Fight. Live. Take It.

I Try To Make The Voice In My Head Come Out Onto The Page. I Try To Make It Much More Conversational Than Other Writing. I Speak Everything, So If Something Sounds Right I Write It. It's More About Sound And The Rhythm Of Speech Than Written Language.

There Are Never Words For The Strongest Of Our Feelings. There Is Just The Pain That We Cannot Share. Pain We Must All Feel Alone.

Trauma Is Survivable, But Often Not Much More. It Kills You While Allowing You To Still Live.