Imagine a tree standing lone in a field.

Imagine a storm raging through that field.

Imagine the terrible flash of lightning

Imagine it striking the tree through its core.

Now imagine that tree is a person

Living breathing loving dying

A person

The tree is me

Hit by circumstance

Now split in two

No way to recombine the

Separated sides

Imagine helplessness

I don't know what I'm supposed to do.