In all reality

we've all seen a loved one pass away, I'm on an edge that would destroy the vindictive self I once called my well being

I've seen her, very fragile yet hah, so brash, giving me the strength to see life as it is

through disease and punishment I saw her defeat statistics, so much strength

its a gift we rarely see and are lucky to be bestowed upon; a chance to influence and help our realizations strike home towards what it is to be mortal, look towards our own chance to change the bubble around us....

good homes for good souls