survivor’s guilt 

those things you know, shrug off and ignore ….be tough and never look back?and there’s me….always pondering on the road even as I can only catch my breath running from the demons behind me; I know I’m tough; can be a bitch~but if I let my walls all the way down?all those things matter.more.than the trivial mundane —those are just the bearings your soul journeys on so you do the work of life so that when you are at the gate you know you ….as you ….and the maker; I’m flung in this catacomb examining scrolls of a map I recently dropped and the scars still burn bright but sorry more for all the human that I feel for the souls and the ones who refuse to see and the effort of trying and losing and exhausting my own faith ….i step up from the catacombs with a slow backward departure and watch the black roses rise into morning puce