Electromagnetic Radiation the Mist In Decay

Electromagnetic Radiation Secretly – unbeknownst to me – you were holding out a light of hope for me to see, to reach for, to bask in, some day. If I had only the foresight, the insight, the wisdom to have seen, to believe could become a reality some day. You were / are the Angel that held the light of my essence in the palm of Your, hand, so gentle yet strong. I am so SORRY that I sentenced to death, to the grave, that flame of hope – that in my stupidity had extinguished. The Mist in Decay Into the quagmire of, into the swampy dregs of aloneness have I relegated my soul, my spirit – to become trapped inside a forest of putrefying driftwood images – lost forever the potential for love from, or to love and have that love be desired. Love is now left to rot, in the black arms of Hell’s icy embrace ( forever and a day ) because of my lack of wisdom, my lack of faith – in myself, my desirability – in your motives, your reasons for keeping me at bay, for continually pushing me away. I am so SORRY Moneca, for my lack of wisdom, for my lack of faith in any kind of future, in were you stated you wanted to go with me, in my blindness, my stupidity, my ineptness, my perceived / projected insecurities. I am SORRY that in my stupidity, I believed that what you constantly conveyed to me throughout our time together - expressed verbally and in your physical reactions to my attempts at expressing affection for you – would not be seen through the veil of blind love . I am SORRY that I believed in what you said to me, what I thought was a truth, was a reality, was my fate. I am SORRY !, I am sorry that I could not see, would not see, did not see. Love Bill . B. J. “A” 2 October 6th 2007