Stream of Conscious #7

Hopefully this one wont be long. I'm ready to write this next piece i'm about to write after I finish writing this blog entry. (mouthful, excessive, i know) Anyway the piece is actually hopefully gonna be a way to cleanse myself of some of the trauma from my past. The story that it will depict will be a story from my childhood. My grandmother, Lois Florence (she hated her middle name) Bell Watson was attacked by her youngest son and beat into a coma in 1995. I saw the whole thing. You'll hear what happened in the poem. Detail for detail as I can recall it... Strap up, this ride my get rocky.