And the anger fades, and the deep, disabling sadness comes to the surface, the world feels grey, all I believed in and loved turned out to be an illusion…. 04h00 I awoke wondering where I was, why I felt as if something had gone terribly wrong, and then I remembered.
I wanted the anger back again, the anger made me feel strong, powerful, in control. I even scratched around, trying to find evidence of yet another lie, and I found the evidence, but the anger sputtered and stalled, like an engine trying to run on the fumes of an empty fuel tank…
I can’t believe it, another July, another birthday, another disaster.
It’s bad enough to face the trauma of a breakup.
Worse to find out you’ve been lied to the whole time.
Even worse when you are left broke and facing homelessness
On your birthday month
Over and Out