Nothing, Really

It’s been said many times that life is what you make of it… But do I deserve this ridecule? Each time I’ve tried to put my “life” back together, I’ve been shunned still. I’m not saying I want to be well-liked, perish the thought. No, I’d just like to be left alone by those who… Continue reading Nothing, Really

Addiction

These things-spinning through my head. They are not mine, not me Can’t make them stop. Dizzy, dizzy, dizzy. It all spins my head. Need help Must escape. Crazy? Maybe. But not like you’d think. Gotta lay off the shit Should stop, so help me! Sedate me, booze me, shoot me. Anything to make it stop… Continue reading Addiction