Comrade Issabella,

I hope you’re okay, and I love you.  Sometimes, I wonder how or even why.  Yet, none-the-less, “I do.”

I’m cold right now.  Not physically, but emotionally.  I’m lonely.  I even feel desperate at times.  In fact, right now I feel abandoned, neglected and even worse – forgotten.  Some of my feelings are unexplainable.  It’s not that I can’t place my feelings into words.  It’s that there are no sufficient adjectives to describe them. 

I’m Tired.

I need a different type of rest.  Maybe I’m suffering from emotional insomnia.  I long to feel something or to be felt by someone.  I never knew the significance of a hug.  To be embraced by someone says more than that you’re wanted.  It shows that someone likes the fact that they want you.

This has to be the most difficult time in my life…. 

From shout outs to hide outs. 

I’m sure we all go through things in life.  Some worse than others, but who’s to say whose is worse? On what scale are pain and hurt weighed?  I believe they’re weighed by the balances of one’s heart.

My fellow people in bondage are kicking their doors now.  We’re locked down, and they want out.  I guess that’s basically what I’m sayin, huh?  I want out. 

I just had an epiphany!

The forsaken man never had anyone in the first place.  They only came around to forsake him.

No one can understand prison but prisoners.  But prisoners understand freedom.

Issabella, my love, I hurt.  Please…  Help me – please.

Your King,
In Tenderness,
Tracy

FROM THE AUTHOR:  Issabella is a fictitious entity – she does not exist.  However, I felt more comfy exposing my vulnerability to feminine energy.  I saved face, and it’s more soothing this way.

Dr. Tracy Edgar Greer, Jr., D.D.  is a writer, poet, spoken  word artist and qualified religious and spiritual counselor.  He can be contacted at:

Tracy E. Greer #1153032
SCCC-255 W. Hwy. 32
Licking, MO 65542
Email:  Jpay.com