3nd PART OF MY LIFE STORY
I’d had more than my fair share of near-death
Experiences; it wasn’t something you ever really got used to.
Like I really was marked for disaster. I’d escape time and
Time again, but it kept coming back for me.
Still, this time was so different from the others.
You could run from someone you feared, you could
Try to fight someone you hated. All my reactions were
Geared toward those kinds of killers- the monsters, the
Enemies.
When you loved the one who was killing you, it felt you
No options. How could you run, how could you fight, when
Doing so would hurt that beloved one? If your life was all
You had to give you beloved, how could you not give it?
If it was someone you truly loved?
I’d had more than my fair share of near-death
Experiences; it wasn’t something you ever really got used to.
Like I really was marked for disaster. I’d escape time and
Time again, but it kept coming back for me.
Still, this time was so different from the others.
You could run from someone you feared, you could
Try to fight someone you hated. All my reactions were
Geared toward those kinds of killers- the monsters, the
Enemies.
When you loved the one who was killing you, it felt you
No options. How could you run, how could you fight, when
Doing so would hurt that beloved one? If your life was all
You had to give you beloved, how could you not give it?
If it was someone you truly loved?
