trying to piece together nothing much makes sense when I walked out of marriage my brain walked out as well nothing simple or easy all friends are lost or gone left alone to wonder what’s really going on all things that I gathered around my home was made are lost, been broke or stolen a memory trying to fade a husband and a lover a father, I was all three but now I try to figure out it makes no sense to me all alone, no meaning I travel on alone no conversation flowing no castle do I own my kids are up and shifted and here today I sit just wondering what’s the meaning in words called making sense. [Andy.B] [12.09.003]
