Monday, June 22, 2015

Dead

They're dead.  They're gone.  There's nothing I can ever do to change this.  Nothing I can do to make it right.  No way to change the past, make different choices, maybe save them.  Nothing.  

How do I ever pick up the pieces and go?  How is it ever okay again?  How do I ever stop wishing I was dead with them?  I know I'll never forgive myself, but what happens now?  How do I make it through the next minute? 5 minutes?  Hour?  Lifetime?  How?

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