I Cry

Your memory so sweet

And sad

Always with me

I cry

Time heals all wounds

That is such a

Fucking lie

Time heals nothing

I cry

It hurts as much

Today as the day

You died

I cry

I can’t think about you

Without crying

I can’t talk about you

Without crying

So it is easier to put

A beautiful fake smile

On my lips to hide my

Injured soul and

They will never know

I cry

I”m still mad at God

I don’t talk to him and

He does not talk to me

I don’t need him any way

I don’t need anybody

I cry

No you don’t know

What it’s like

And I don’t want you to

When your child dies

A part of you dies

With them

I cry

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Reality and I have quarrelled. This is where I go so he can't find me, my Other Place. Here I can spin my Fancies and Fiction, as I wander among the Stars and listen as they whisper their secret to the moon. My name is Annie, I am lovely and lonely and I belong deeply to myself. I love cats, listening to the blues, the mountains more than the beach, being lazy, writing my fancies and fiction and I also love to crochet. That's me and this is my Other Place.

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