It’s funny how I plan to laugh
And smile, do random things
When I am sure it is still there
Madness and fury consume me
Heartache and memories trap me
Revenge and envy entice me
And yet smiles are smiled and laughter booms
It may take a day, week, month or year or a century
Never may I get rid of the memory
Cursing and riding each day with a faint remembrance of things past
Bit of life here and there
Rain and sun, wet and dry
Cold and heat, winter and summer
But I know
Oh I know
It will tire when I don’t give in
It will realize what’s in me, what’s with me
It will find life not death
It will clear and release its hold on me
And I will be free!
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