"The Morning IS Broken..."A Poem by ChrisSelf-explanatory"The Morning IS Broken..." There ARE special moments - not the kind where we SAY we "understand" but truly do not, but the kind where we truly HAVE lost people and "forever" children - so we DO understand the level of reality another is facing and trying so hard to deal with. Life is soooo heavy. The air is nearly too thick to breathe. Everything is slo-motion. Sounds are life-less. Even the light seems dimming. It isn't that the mind seems numb - it just is ...numb. Habits take hold ...and the hurt gets sharper. Silence isn't golden and the echoes, the echoes... echo ...inside and there IS reason for the tears dripping, there is ...reason. And the memories have just begun, just begun - ya KNOW? And others don't "get it" 'til they DO - 'til it is their loss being dealt with. Humanity's commonality IS living with and feeling... life and loss. I truly miss ...so many... and KNOW - YOU do understand.
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StatsAuthorChrisLansing, MIAbout"Life is a terminal disease." All the doctors have basically told me so. "Life is an adventure... Pain, well you deal. Thanks for being here. 06/21/2020 I'm back and working on. I've been.. more..Writing
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