Thrust Awake

Adolescence lost to blindsided reality, stripped of innocence

Left holding the dregs of a life, of a dreamscape shredded

Ripped and broken, scarred and renewed, vicariously incarnate

Living life thankfully, purposefully touching lives. Remembering

Always the pain of loss and despair, spreading joy, the ultimate cause.

Truth, and by truth alone, no placating sentiments, no bullshit,

No bullshit, no bullshit.  Truth.

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