Pucked over

Have you ever had your life ripped off right from under you and you can feel yourself drowning though you claw about trying to remain afloat? Nobody to turn too because they all are the reason you are drowning? Then I hope you never have too because it hurts like hell.



“This is a family discussion.” “Get out.” So very simple words but they held enough power to destroy what happened to my life.



Trying to sort through the pieces of what is left of my life, will I find myself or will find things that will only take me under?