Poems from beyond the grave...

crazy?

They all think I'm, crazy. Most even dare to try and piss me off. Do they even realize how much pain you put yourself through for being different? They don't and still try to hurt you, manipulating you. Crushing you. Rolling you in between their fingers. They call you names like fat and whore, yet they don't know how much you tear at your skin for being loose. They will never care and yet you know that one person who truly loves you, who doesn't want to leave. They have vowed to stay by your side and yet. You still doubt them, you doubt their words, their love. They won't leave and yet you still fear the loss of your husband. To know that he is gone for 3,000 years and find that he is trying to live within the mind of another. To know the  other gives ultimate control to him. To know that the other will fade into a memory, a dormant thought and feeling with only the memories and feelings she had. To know that who she is as a shard of a soul will be melded into a new form. To know that the girl you've known for so long will only be a branching personality in the future. The pain  spikes your heart like it did to see your friends tortured, to lose your family. To ache for their kinds words and energies. You miss her even though she isn't gone. Yet, you feel as though she is leaving..I'm sorry I'm crazy

Let's all just learn to forget and never remember even though never remembering will be our downfall.

Now lets all....just........sleep