My soul hovers

My soul hovers

A Story by Jon Roggie

I didn't really get a choice.
Still trying to understand.
One person who could understand?
Before you might think I am being glib.
 I will ask if you would listen.
Sit down,
 and take a seat across from me.
Look into my eyes.
Realize.
I am winging it.
Basic reaction.
  Rip my brother's head off.
Long story.
I still have to be here.

© 2018 Jon Roggie


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I think most of the time all we want really is to be heard. It would be great if everyone understood us without even lifting a word but then again it might take away the one thing we have...words. Your not alone, I think there are alot of us winging it out here. I wake up daily thinking omg I have no idea what Im doing or how Im gonna get all this done. BUT none the less i get up pour that cuppa and trudge into my space and listen. Any amount of sound that I hear here is worth my day and it often helps me realize...Im here and Im realvant! So even if we have no clue...you wrote it....thats all that counts! write and ramble on!

Posted 6 Years Ago


Jon Roggie

6 Years Ago

I will continue to ramble!

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Added on August 31, 2018
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Jon Roggie
Jon Roggie

Porterville, CA



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