what a war, inside and out, not caring, puking a bit
letting the sunshine in,
trying to get to the knife in your back
and pull it out, realizing you need another friend
than the one that put it there, to get it out....
thank god for having plenty of those,
and love...definite love.......to rely, fall back on and trust...
to find peace and comfort and love......
Be good be love.........
