Struggling to be free of me I feel my insides rip and bleed a warm river of red

Stretching beyond my former imagination death maybe not to far off

I feel loneliness creeping from inside out.

I am becoming one again by actions beyond me no matter how I struggle against this there’s no holding it in.

I should be happy to be free of madness

Intelligent enough to see logic in my body my own again

Feel joy in emotional pain ending rest

But I who crave symbiosis, now forced into transition

Birthing separation into to distinct divided beings, you and me

Copyright~ LGHurcomb 2016


Stage set...... Me,  Jordan  and  Logan   on her birthday

Stage set...... Me, Jordan and Logan  on her birthday