Pain is the fuel
for the wheels of my brain
that crank out phrases
that mete out phases
that teach the lessons
that partners the experiences
that creates empathy
that turns into sympathy
exploding the safety valve
saving my sanity
and preventing me from
self-destructing....
there's never a shortage of that
fuel.
2 comments:
For self - when I do not have enough fuel to be of damage to self; I find ways to borrow other's "fuel".
Scary - I think I understand . . .
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