What to do, what to do, what to do???

I think I hit the crossroads??? Not sure, but I think so…

I look at it from this point of view… I don’t know any different??? Naw, that’s not it… I don’t know better??? Naw, still not it… I don’t wanna, anymore??? Yep, that’s it…

I knew when the issues with my shoulders started, something more was going on, besides, bad posture… something deep inside was begging to get out… an she is…

Margie is out and back in her old skin… will she respond to that name… I would bet no… Margie got what she wanted… she got heard…

Not by many, but enough, that she felt like her story was heard and she found peace… something the christians will never know… peace… peace of mind, body and soul…

Margie has occupied so much of my time these last couple of years… we have always co-existed and she is content to stay in the background watching life go by… for now… she will sneak into my day, with a dance around the kitchen or a song from my days of singing or my skipping down the road, not tripping….

All Margie ever wanted from Freda & Peggy & Larry, the truth and they fear the truth, because they are christians… truth is to be feared by the religious, because it shows who they truly are not…

Margie gave Freda, Peggy & Larry the opportunity to come clean… Don decided, he would go to his grave, with the memory of his oldest daughter calling him out an him saying words that he thought had worth… how proud of me he was… I gag on those words today, 14 years later… his words have and had no worth… because he couldn’t own his life… and that’s what religion does… gives you justification, not to own what you did in life…

I often wonder how she did it, listened to the hate from her own sons… the lies from them, her sister, mother & brother… how did Margie not lose it, like they did, with their inability to be adult and human….

That pain is still real and the reason the door is locked and the key lost… I owned my life….

You threw Margie away, to keep your’s from the light of day….

Adorable Spite… walking with Margie through the sands of time, the one person to never let her down… Me…

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