Dizzy

Disbelief, sadness...
an apology in the making.
Confusion, sorrow...
where is strength now?
The aftermath is difficult,
perspective changes all...
cruel barbs flung
unthinking
cannot change it now
Words, words, words...
Will not take all the blame.
Lying on a cold hard floor,
voices in my head...
perspective is a cruel thing,
possibilities left and right.
I see, I hear, I feel, I speak
the filter sometimes absent...
Cold and dead
Alive and well
I write...I write...