Maybe the results will be negative,
And then this will all fade away,
Never to be seen again.
Ignorance is bliss,
We should keep it that way.
I forgot that I'll have to socialise,
The subject is difficult
Whatever the verdict,
So how will I deal with any of it?
I'm trying to be careful with myself,
Most of the time, I think that is,
I know the Lord has a plan,
But I'm not sure I haven't fucked it up,
I might have intervened.
I guess God's plans can change,
But how do I know if I'm following it?
I thought about looking closer,
But it's terrifying,
So I'll keep avoiding it,
It's okay I don't need to make that move yet,
Or do I?
17/9/17
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Escaping Sorrow
PoetryA project where I attempt to overcome the absence of an unknown man supposed to shape a father - whatever that is. Putting this out here is a massive step for me because up to a point of last year I hardly even allowed myself to write down the word...
