I’m caught in a trap
and I need to get out…
I need to break free
of my own sense of doubt…
I need to believe
that I can survive…
I can’t let myself
be buried alive…
I hate what has happened
to childhood me…
I hate that I listened
to Father’s dark plea…
I hate that the Michael
I knew never stayed…
I hate that my brother
has left me betrayed…
I hate that I hate this;
it just gives me grief…
I hate that my sickness
has trumped my belief…
But I love those I’ve known
and I can’t just desert them…
So I try to keep breathing
and try not to hurt them.
Written by Jason Wright
OCTOBER 27, 2011
For Jason