Xi

Life centered around,forces breaking through,destroying bonded circles, collapsing structures blowing down.Asked to rebuild with broken tools deepens the situation.Makes me want to question, but I try not to ask.Giving you all I got, no charity carrying things to you, the center, putting it all in the camp fire.Watching life cremated, listening to loves crackle,giving more and more, butnever receiving any heat in return, and for me its cold. Its time my story was told.         Hummm what about me?