The Attempted Writings of Betty Coffey. Trying to find and hone my voice. Welcome! April 5, 2015. No weight or gravity on her body. Pop culture in front of her eyes. But not caring what she sees. Her brain contemplating the glass. She ends her stay and takes a sip. Cold to the touch and bubbling. Tickling her throat, life on her lips. This she cannot get enough of. She sits and watches like a good wife. Slowly devouring each gulp as her last.

I stopped to think for a while. And I said how would I go that extra mile. When the facts start dragging me down. I would simply wear a frown. And there is a God who can heal. And with the rising sea levels. In the midst of all the evil. The facts will leave me hopeless. When faith gives me happiness. So I choose faith my friend.

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