coming back home, after years of leaving

Oct 26, 2008 21:18

I miss my Florida life.. I miss sleeping on the beach, and walking across the docks. I miss the people who loved to know me.. I miss the life i use to lead. There was a time when i was happy.

I was alone and living life... and nothing could beat that.

There was so much going on... I could never feel defeated.

But times change.

I am now an alcoholic, who spends his days trying to waste it. I see what success I could have had; and i relish in my failure.

I am nothing to everyone..

I won't even defend me.

Welcome to what is pain is..

Please go away

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oct 26th 2008/ you drank 7 steel reserves and smoked one vaporized bowl. you watch the steelers against giants, cowboys verse the buc's, and san diego vs NO. you ate what your father made, green chile, and potatoes with avacado and pinto beans. You awoke and thought of the beer you had left over after dreams that disappointed you. This day you were motivated for boozes. Right now at 9:27 pm you are writing to yourself about what this day presented. Remember that you looked at the keys and that you felt like nothing ever really means as much as it tries to be.

Respect your past.. look back and realize where you're at.

Love is about learning, so learn as much as you can from me.. I am your past. Do not Relive me.
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