~~~ June ~~~

I've got the blues.
Sad overtakes me, tears sting in the corners of my eyes.
Oh, Grief, leave me today.

I feel like God made me sad.
From the beginning.
I cried too much, needed too much
I was too sensitive for the circumstances.
They needed a tougher one.
It wasn't in me.
I could not NOT see.
I didn't want to know, but I couldn't not see.

T says I was born with no filters, took too much in. But God sent me here with those non-filters, who knows why.

I think the "crazy" ones were the aware ones.
Mistakenly seen as the crazy ones.
The cool ones didn't have filters either, but found other ways to get around the trauma.

We all found our ways.
Some destructive.
Some crazy.

Art came with the mix.
& Music.
For that I am very grateful.

Sadness washes up like the salty tidal surges that freed our whales.
But that surge is how we find the way, out to the deep, to be saved.
And then, somehow, we go on.

Blues came from trauma.
How did they all go on?

Wailing and crying out growing strong...singing the blues:
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