Nothing in particular

  November 25th, 2011 by jjohnsonislost

I am not a cutter. I have never been suicidal. Life has always been about accomplishing the mission… but now there is her, or should I say and then there was her? Oh how I loved her. She was my great muse… my great love. After she left I fell into a bottle. The mission of my life quickly became this: Get fucked up and forget. The downward spiral has lasted about 8 months now. I am addicted to alcohol, drugs, and sex. The weight of my sins grows heavy on my shoulders. My legs are bowed, and my back is tired. Something has to give…

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