stages of grieving
& stages of seething,
the friends who be thieving,
the ones who be leaving
and my own deceiving.
take it, take it all,
the giant ughhhhh
and throw it in the river.
it won't cut a sliver
for we've all been delivered
atonement for whats gone past.
you can't deny that the feelings last,
but somehow, when she was dipped in the waters of truth
i felt it too!!!
so it is what it is,
carrying on in the whirlwind.
dervishes endure.
demure or looking for a cure?