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3 years
1,095 days
28 years
10,220 days
It was directed by spite
Contemplated often
The grand finale ended in a rage of intoxication
Intoxication that would not pause
It was my fairy tale nightmare peppered in with meaningful moments
but they were not enough
Not enough to hold him
For me I pushed them aside
& set them on the bedside table
Hoping they would dissipate
The duration of those 1,095 days was a push & pull of sorts
Questioning at best with very loose boundaries
The endurance of 10,220 days was a lifetime
Blessings & abundance
Agony & deep rooted heartache
Present day, is impossible to live in
The twilight zone is my fortress
Past days are comfortable & all I know
Future days suffocate me with all the questioning regardless of the joy that beckons me
happy birthday dear one, you’re scarred for a lifetime as you live in your twilight zone of comfort
It’s up to you to release & live in the now….
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