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I am sorry i am me. I know i can be better than this. I don't know what i am doing. I find happiness in mysery and I hate mysery. You don't know what that means. I smoke weed. i get high. Every day. I never told you that because I felt you would think less of me. I am at a point in my life where it is what i have always done. Comfortably. Everyone in my family does it so if you knew that you would have no reason to look at me as just another white sheep if confused. I don't drink much because my jaw becomes unglued. I think it irritates my arthritus. Not saying what I wouldn't only more so infused. Most times my eyes win when I lose. If I drink my jaw tingles with a real pain its screws. Unscrews. Rescrews. The mouth wants to mute the alcohol. I won't let it. I am skydiving into a sess pool. Forge it forgetten forget it forgotten. Soaring whilst I drown. |
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Jeepers, given the title, I thought you were going to write about hickeys.....................some day, we need to chat D4.
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nice write but you are heading for rock bottom..is that what it's going to take my friend?? *hugz*
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If you strike me,
my skin will darken where you struck. If you condemn me, my heart will blacken where you struck. If you trust me, my soul will glow where you struck. Your honesty is so raw, and so very precious...thankyou. |
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Edited by
ArtGurl
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Tue 08/04/09 03:39 PM
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It will be enough when you decide you want something different. Bruises heal and scars remind us where we've been but they matter little when compared to where we go next.
You hold the brush in the power of your pen. A beautifully human piece my friend... |
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There are no words to fully describe the Love and Respect
I have for you... Unconditional... Yesssssssssssssssssssss We hold you Namaste' |
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Edited by
kc0003
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Tue 08/04/09 03:45 PM
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doors open both ways for a reason
what stays behind them is for each of us to decide judgement falls to the feet of no one other than ourselves peace bro |
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I am sorry i am me. I know i can be better than this. I don't know what i am doing. I find happiness in mysery and I hate mysery. You don't know what that means. I smoke weed. i get high. Every day. I never told you that because I felt you would think less of me. I am at a point in my life where it is what i have always done. Comfortably. Everyone in my family does it so if you knew that you would have no reason to look at me as just another white sheep if confused. I don't drink much because my jaw becomes unglued. I think it irritates my arthritus. Not saying what I wouldn't only more so infused. Most times my eyes win when I lose. If I drink my jaw tingles with a real pain its screws. Unscrews. Rescrews. The mouth wants to mute the alcohol. I won't let it. I am skydiving into a sess pool. Forge it forgetten forget it forgotten. Soaring whilst I drown. |
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We make our choices my friend. What choice do You make TODAY?
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Edited by
2KidsMom
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Tue 08/04/09 05:29 PM
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Wow,Well..
My eyes are shining,from a small mist in them. Thinking on the words you have shared.. I have sat here a long time..typing and erasing.. open your heart and your eyes will see,that you have not left any bruises to see. |
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