Monday, February 11, 2008
So Therefore,
I send regrets to all those I've failed. To the things I have not achieved. Tonight I attached myself to a cold bottle of inexpensive chardonnay and forced myself to stop halfway through. I know I can drink it all without the hangover and next day regrets. I also know I won't feel anymore than I feel right now so why bother?
Psychiatric institutions are too good for me and the general public is below what I can feel, sense. Who are you and why are you infiltrating my life? I questions quietly as I look into the eyes of those I know well and those I don't know at all.
Can you hear my cries for help or are they lost in the sea of madness?
Psychiatric institutions are too good for me and the general public is below what I can feel, sense. Who are you and why are you infiltrating my life? I questions quietly as I look into the eyes of those I know well and those I don't know at all.
Can you hear my cries for help or are they lost in the sea of madness?
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i have no advice for you. keep at it. we need you in this world of ours.
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