Truth

Life goes on Though not the way Expected Not the way Intended A purgatory Somewhere between Life and death Living and dying And I wondered If in purgatory There at least Lived a chance And if there did I really hoped I wouldn’t die ©2012 jill terry jillterry.com

Processing and purging

Hearing the truth The ugly truth Trying hard to process What it really means Was always a bitter pill But somehow easier to swallow At least when there was something A reason on which to blame Delusional Madness Insanity Lunacy An innate inability To deal To cope To live To feel A falsity I now