If I was religious I might go confess
But I have nothing to confess to
I've done nothing wrong
He did it
And it caused his own demise
But it doesn't ease any of our minds
He still haunts all of us
I know this for a fact
We keep in touch
An e-mail here
An e-mail there
Just to make sure we're all still here
We all survived
If that's what you call this existence
This painful existence
This painful existence we're all too strong to end
This painful existence made better by the ones we love
This painful existence made worse by memories of him
But still we exist
Not knowing why
Or how
We manage to stay alive
And with this painful existence
Haunting our halls
3rd stanza absolutely gripping and 4th just emphasizes the unfinished nature, unanswerable questions, binding in pain, open wound caused by the event. strong, strong write. makes me want to read much more of you. which i think i'll do. :) Dawn
Questions, unquestioned discoveries, and answers in parable and rhyme…. This collection records a journey starting with a 1960s retrospective and the first man on the moon, moving to a new millennium welcomed in with a terrorist spin, family crises,