
before the pathway, always beckoning. soothing any lost wandering soul…..

before the pathway, always beckoning. soothing any lost wandering soul…..
Etta sang, then my whole world turned misty blue. i should forget you, lord knows i’ve tried……

welcome back, it’s been a long winter………….
when my eyes opened this morning……
hiding out, in a well known place. losing the color of blue. missing what exactly i don’t know…..maybe i never will…..
one more please, i promise, maybe tomorrow. thirsty as can be, feeling so merrily. absent cares, escaping reality….
leaving was necessary, obviously. ending so unexpectedly, painfully. another lesson in reality……….
accept all outcomes…regardless of anything….
shorty pulled his gun, grinning maliciously. lefty smirked, winked. shorty was dead, quick as can be…….
ignoring facts, when action was needed…..