I’m calm in the state of denial as it welcomes me in it’s void. I block out images of present and future to handle the weighted load.
I’m safe in the state of denial as it warmly embraces my being, holding tight, I feel light when I close my eyes for the night.
I’m lost in the state of denial and I can’t find my way. Each turn a shortcut to reality, a game I don’t want to play.
I’m over the state of denial for it snatches my time, his time, our time, such as it is now and forever.