We invited a guest blogger to contribute a post. I don't know if its the friday the 13th jinx or what, but we ended up with two sad posts in a row. I was contemplating not posting but i think these events are part and parcel of a man's life. To my brothers - be strong, live life, move on.
We call him CB and he is a born writer. I never knew this about you. Keep on writing - unkster.==================================================
End of July will be a significant period of my life.
It will determine the direction that it will take.
Then again, why should I let this event determine my life?
When we were so close to making that leap of faith.
For happiness or sadness..in sickness or in health.
I savor that moment you promised me. I have had you then.
Now its lost. Now I am lost. Now I am empty.
So aimless, so helpless.
It has been a long winding road, sometimes, with a light at the end or a thick fog smothering.
Yet I see no end to this, increasingly joyless and loveless path.
Joy derived from physical experiences, happiness found from elsewhere.
Not from our togetherness, not from our moment shared.
I am numb inside, nothing can permeate this gathering darkness.
Nothingness takes over..
Maybe you can turn and face me again, and say something to make it good again.
Your silence rings a thousand bells, your inaction turns a hundred cards.
My Queen of Hearts, all torn and tattered. Stone quiet and closed.
Missing in the suite of my royal flush.