I miss:
-my husband, my best friend
-laughing at nothing
-dancing with people, instead of alone
-being irresponsible
-passing out instead of staying up thinking and thinking and thinking
-passing out
-not caring
-passing out
-crying over stupid stuff, instead of real stuff
-passing out
-passing out
I don't miss:
-Missing out
-waking up,feeling like shit
-passing out, feeling like shit
-feeling like shit
Funny, right now, sober, I'm crying, and it feels like shit.
I wish...
I could just...
pass out.
To live is to feel pain at its extreme and then some, to lay dying curled in a corner weeping uncontrolled until the tears flow no more and we utter despairing noises..
ReplyDeleteAnd then one day the sun shines and the rain dries up and we begin too see cleary and a hand is outstretched.. the question then becomes..
Are you strong enough to take it...?
I understand know of your pain.
Angelus