toxic

Sitting at the bar.
Alone.
Miserable.
Drinking until life stops replaying through my head.
Drinking until your bullshit stops throbbing in my temples.
Drinking until I don't feel those few moments where you are magical.
Drinking until the tears dissipate.
I'm almost there -

Then stumbling home, and wishing tomorrow would never come.

From one loser to the next.
Why not.
It suits me.



- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone

fears

I used to believe my greatest fear in life would always be looking back with my last breath and realizing that I was always the same everyday of my life.

In response to that fear, I push myself to change daily, to be exciting.

Now the thought is creeping in, what if in my last moments, I look back and realize that in all this changing, I still never discover the 'me' that I can be happy with?




- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone

Location:Soul Searching