I pray to God you won't come back here anymore. Do you pray with him too? I wish I'd known that you were bleeding When I sat and watched you reading with the Lord. I read with him too. Because when you look at me, I'll be digesting your legs. Because I can hardly see what's in front of me these days, and those days too. I've got to take what I'm making and turn it into something for you. I've got to break what I'm making and turn it into nothing for you. ..
Unfortunately there is a lot of stuff out there that is better left in the diary. Thank you for sharing.