Sanity and Sorrow…
I hide behind a cloak of make-believe while dangerous storms of daily living blows across the recesses of my mind. The habitual motion of putting one foot in front of the other tells me that I have arrive at my destination; deep into an empty world of denial. Out there, out there in the world with humanity that has become swaddled in half-truth or total lies I find no happiness. My sanctuary, my safe haven is within the walls that keeps me safe. I sit in the center of “my universe” reflecting upon the beginning of what was to one day become me, unwanted. I find myself lost in time, the starvation the need of conversation on a level of necessity to maintain sanity. Life without love, destiny, fate, a yoke around my neck from birth; I carry the emotional scars since the beginning of my journey on earth. Tomorrow’s path is certain to be long and steep, my anger runs deep. Truth in those who would hurt me cannot be found. I believe that sanity and sorrow are closely bound.
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