Touched By Death

I’ve been touched by death more times than any one man can bear, let alone stand. But, here I am, alone, left to hold the Devil’s hand…

Screaming at my demons that are clinging to my ceiling as I lay there, dead and dying, my lives begin multiplying…

My lips are filled with liquid and it’s neither blood, nor is it ink-it makes me wonder, it forces me to think! When will they allow the suffering to speak??!!

“Culture and unique life experiences wire the brain. A brain that has been raised with pain, poverty, and discrimination is very different from one raised in privilege”, Allen Ivey

Stay up. Stay human too!

#inthegrip #whiteknuckles #builtnotbought

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