Seven and one half years since the "doctors" destroyed the life of my entire nuclear family.
Seven years since I have been trying to climb up the gold mine shaft after it collapsed.
Seven years since I have stopped fainting, throwing up and wrecking (totaling)my car.
Six years since I broke my front tooth as I fell on my face, body straight out like I was prostrating to the gods of Karms.
Six years I have lived in this house.
And so it goes.
I will carry this weight my whole life.
How to work on not destroying other people's lives as they did mine.
How to understand that no one understood I was literally out of my mind.
Gone, gone, gone beyond.
And they all think I have come back.
My secret is I never will.
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