Lately I have felt very disconnected from a lot of people.
I think it’s due to the fact that I’m in a very venerable point in my life. I’m still in the process of getting up from those knock out punches. Might take some time but I will stand up & start to fight again. I live to win. I will win.
I have been really trying to find myself over the last few weeks.
Still I’m lost.
Regaining who I am is a huge challenge….something I’m not really knowing how to do.
I want my own space….I want somewhere to call John’s. I want to not be in that god damn apartment any more. I’m sick & tired of the memories that fucking room holds. Every night I get sick to my stomach by the thought of trying to sleep there. If it were up to me I would burn it down, walk away and NEVER look back. If it were up to me, no one would see/hear from me again. Lily & I would just go start somewhere new; away from this god forsaken town.
Cause even the memories are turned up too loud.
-j
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