I hear with a questioning ear and interpret with a sickened mind

I am delusional and I love it
I am cynical but I am happy

I sit in solitude and breathe heavy
I sip wine just to keep steady

I want to move but to somewhere unknown
Somewhere I can be with you yet still be alone

No talking just words
No thinking just thoughts
No loving just love
No living just life

Jessica Reynolds, “Just life”, copyright 2009

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