It shook me up
to see you lying there.
The blood on the floor
made me scared.
Never felt so helpless
and didn't know what to do.
Was I thinking of me,
or thinking of you?
It's hard to say
what scares us the most.
The loss of your lover
or the love that you've lost.
Either way's a loser;
a turn of the cards.
While all the time you're thinking,
"God, why's life so hard?"
This was my
reaction to Sue’s accident in the garage the other day. She gashed her head and
had 6 stitches. I was worried about her, and also thinking of me being left alone;
calling into question whether I am a good man, or a bad man.
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