What am I suppose to do?

What else am I suppose to do?

Stay angry, and continue to pursue?

There’s no fire without water

There is a Devil waiting to become slaughtered.

There is no fire without rain

There is hope, and do not reverse saying that again.

There is no heat without cold

There is hope, there? You’ve been told.

There are tears with sadness and joy

There is trauma personified, I am not being coy.

Jason

6th February 2023