My soul aches,

My voice burns,

The air strips my lungs .

It hurts to breathe.

Warm water scorches my cheeks as it runs molten from the well it stings as my vision blurs.

Everything seems distorted.

Feels disjointed.

So out of kilter!

More times than not I’m fine.

But then I remember

(Not that I can ever forget)

But I’m reminded of that which is missing.

The two single most reasons as to why I breathe,

Live

And fully enjoy life.

Then I feel guilty....

There’s always so much more you can do with your time!

A plethora of things to do (or not as the case may be);

To make it mean more!

Just so when the tidal wave of missing-ness

occurs,

You can more inhabit a place of gratitude.

That thanks for being you,

The great, the difficult and the secretive,

About you both.

What I’ve learnt from you both is this;

You cannot do right by others if you’re doing wrong by you.

Every man for himself is a half truth.

And a half truth is a lie you said.

The statement should or probably maybe was

something more along the lines of.....

EVERY MAN IS RESPONSIBLE FOR HIS OWN THOUGHTS AND DEEDS.

If you want something done , do it yourself you said.

So I’ll love you both and love myself with fondness and joy.

The bitterness of life is merely when you don’t want to fix the kinks.

And I will straighten those kinks.

But for now;

It’s one breath at a time.

Just inhale.......

And exhale......

Now repeat!

Love you much!

Love you to the bone like cooked food!

For ROSMAN 28/06/2020 by Blakey