gathering the strength to walk out…

ahh misery… parading in and out of my life as though it were welcome.. “just because life sucks right now man, doesnt mean it will always suck ya dig?” reasonable right? but when shit’s shit, it’s fucking shit man.

i dont want to come home..i dont want to leave.. throwing my legs over the side of the bed has more or less become a doubtable question than that of an action. to pin point the cause would be much too easy. to say “everything” would be much to broad… to push blame? s’what i did.. what i thought would turn a light on and make everything grim disappear… and you’d think after several years of being intelligent i could have guessed that was the worst possible reasoning i have had.

as cool headed and level as i try to be, my rage got the best of me. and now im banned to the back room- words of dishonesty and anger echoing the walls (even though he walked out quite some time ago).

fueling the emotions: “No Children”_Tom Frampton (a Mountain Goat Cover)