12 years on Isabella and still waiting for the day that you are old enough for me to tell you everything they did to me and how it was only you that was my sunlight… The darkness and silence is absolutely deafening, as I stand at the edge of the earth and scream blood curdling madness into the abyss.. I want to go so bad Belle.. Because the story continues.. of how your mother keeps you from me and maybe now always will.. YOU HAVE TO KNOW THAT THIS WORLD IS TEETH CLENCHED BLOOD DRIPPING INSANITY AS I HAVE TRAVERSED THIS LANDSCAPE THROUGH JAILS AND INSTITUTIONS, BLEARY EYED EVERY NIGHT NOW I LIE AWAKE BEGGING, SOBBING, IF THERE IS ANYTHING OUT THERE PLEASE TAKE ME TO THE GRAVE - MY ULTIMATE PRIZE AND REPRIEVE FROM THE PAIN. MY EYES HAVE WEPT SO MANY TIMES.., WILL KARMA REALLY REDEEM ME OF EVERYTHING THEY TOOK OR WILL WE BE TOGETHER AGAIN AND YOUR LOVE CHILD CAN SET ME FREE! Where is God? There is neither one or millions but NONE!! AThe darkness is pitch and I put off the inevitable for another day… like a tequila sunrise poured atop a highball glass set out to sail in Neutrality (ultimate depravity of man’s demise) seaside bay…
Chris Canham