For Donna and For Scott
to speak the unspeakable
to bear witness for the dead
If I kill myself am I a murderer?
Is it as bad as killing another?
What of interrupted ones who never were?
I have lost a half-sister and half-brother
She to suicide and he to criminal neglect
Is it any wonder then that I do not respect
The father we three share?
I am the last and least
In the belly of the beast
There I have spent my life where
Although unbearable
However terrible it is for me
For Donna and for Scott
It is no more for they are not
To be for them was not to be
I honor you my siblings though unknown
The last and least and lost is left alone
+Steven Curtis Lance
Copyright MMV
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though the world (we both seem to share) may seem grotesque, cold, and barren of beauty, you should know that if anywhere, at least here, you will never be alone. ever.
your friend in the search for beauty,
alex
Shattering write--I'm sorry this happened to you. Keep writing, stay strong...you are not worthless.
(((((HUGS))))) and love, Karla. :(