Alot to consider
One of those situations you take a walk down a long avenue and just think about life; what's going on and how to fix it or if it can even be fixed. A little hurt, but still standing, feeling the breath from laughter of all the people who always wanted to see you fail. All the people who have always secretly chanted for you to fail watch from their passing cars, talk in whispers, avoid eye contact, just tug the corners of my coat; constricting it around my back and shoulders, dip my head and push forward. The thought of you still crawling around, ever brushing up against the feelings of agony making it irrated and noticable. Still pushing forward, still breathing, and still fighting; fighting but losing; losing but learning.
A man walked into Econo yesterday, his breathe still smelled of Wild Turkey and had a sort of wobble about his walk. Lisp speech and spots missed on his face from the shaving a week ago. Tries to buy a bottle of whiskey but can't due to no ID, you could almost hear his heart break over the soft hum and rattle of the electric belt at the end of register. It scares me on a level I've never been to see addiction. Addiction scares me like no other, the idea of a cell or prison; not being able to take a walk just sends shivers walking and kicking the little hairs on the back of my neck.
I hope everybody has a beautiful holiday.
A man walked into Econo yesterday, his breathe still smelled of Wild Turkey and had a sort of wobble about his walk. Lisp speech and spots missed on his face from the shaving a week ago. Tries to buy a bottle of whiskey but can't due to no ID, you could almost hear his heart break over the soft hum and rattle of the electric belt at the end of register. It scares me on a level I've never been to see addiction. Addiction scares me like no other, the idea of a cell or prison; not being able to take a walk just sends shivers walking and kicking the little hairs on the back of my neck.
I hope everybody has a beautiful holiday.