When old enough

You notice no one sees you,

You miss others,

Their lives progress,

Alone you might be,

You are world alone,

Your world spins on only what you see,

Those you lived go on,

They really things about you,

Not you for who you are!

If who you are or were intricic to who they are would they never come to say hi!

For me an aunt a God mother to be as if set a drift to allow death to come in earness,

For me alone is heartbreaking,

So I will go one last time home,

I will order my baby sisters death certificate,

Have it mailed to me,

I will drive through the country,

Recall my little nephews tainted by the lies of my half sister,

See my best friends graves,,

Hold witness where my babysitter died upon the bitch Diana’s last visit ,

And take leave,

When is too old?

When the mirky water of emptiness crushes an empaths heart,

That’s when old is too old!