it is sodom and gomorrah.
everyone holds themselves on pedestals. they themselves their personal golden calves.
how do i attempt to find my way around this sinking ship?
the answer is simple. i don't.
i have abandoned all hope. for this is hell.
i know what it is to suffer.
i do not live in a 3rd world country.
i do not starve every night.
i am not physically threatened or ill
but emotionally i am dead.
i cannot be revived.
i am going down a slippery slope and i a not sure how to pull myself back up.
if i don't find a way soon i am a goner.
looking up at the people walking around, putting out a hand for me to grasp onto
then teasingly pulling it away.
false hope.
a case of of the charlie browns.
football has never been my sport.
if i don't get out of here, i will die.
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