Reality Strikes

Divorce is like being in the middle of the ocean and suddenly your body is incased with concrete. Sinking fast your mind races…how do I escape this death trap…Oxygen is running out fast the desire for air is piercing your lungs while your mind fights to save the body. The blow is to great-surrender to the brutality of receiving the news “I don’t love you any more, I love her”…Surrender the pain-like a flickering light in the depth of your soul…O God…is there hope…YES. Concrete shattered releasing your limbs to fight to the surface from the depths. As you break the surface…you gasp for air…as oxygen floods your being. Reality strikes…I am alive not dead…I wrote during a visit in Portland 18th of July 2012

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