no one is laughing at god in a hospital.
he's sorry for how much i am hurting.
he asks me how can he help.
there is no way you can help me now.
it's just stress i say.
it's just overwhelming i say.
i can tell you are worried.
but it is difficult for you to mend wounds you've never even seen.
bury me in the sand.
cover me up. from head to toe. don't mark my hiding spot. let them find me. find me the way you left me.
please do not leave this. not like this. you have made so much peace. you have brought so much laughter and so much ease. you make me smile. you fell right into the awkward hole you tore when you left. the words come much easier when you are there, watching me speak.
everything is so jumbled.
i want to be whole. who can tell me how? who can show me how? but i am not broken. i am dented. well more like totaled. but no break can not be unbroken. no failure can not be fixed. my double negative's play tricks with your mind.
too much? stop me.
we are all laughing with god.
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