Opportunity knocked. A choice between night and day. Now the door is locked. I should have walked away.
I can never fade to black. A spotlight always shines on my goodbye.
I called her “mother” but her name is Lilith. Nine souls she birthed, four she blessed. Her demeanor portrayed righteousness; Jesus, she wedged between us. Life trapped within the storm. […]
I remember the first day, nothing was clear just hazy. An unexpected death warped my train of thought. Second guessing overlaying the logic. I looked for a way of escape. […]