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The War.....

There's no time left for brooding, the time for action is upon me, when phone calls are being ignored from other people who should have dealt with their responsibilities and keep passing the buck and alienating me further from the system of law and the fact that I have a high ethical responsibility to the truth and it seems to some of these people I am just an afterthought because it's not their jobs that are affected, it's not their child that's missing his daddy, it's not important, I'm just another minimum wage slave, pawn of the totalitarian system, now displaced among the ruins, they aren't the ones with killer insomnia not being able to close their eyes because when i do all i see is him, happier times...Once again I am being drawn to a dark fucking place where all there is, Anger, depression and despair... I have to channel it and use it to prepare for the upcoming battle, this time it won't be a state of detente, this time it's going to be a war and I'm going to be nasty just like her, and these people from the system... 2 months is too fucking long to wait... It's summer time he should be spending time here and doing daddy son things like hanging out at the wading pool by my house, and playing with his transformers and superheros in the backyard with the neighbors grand kids... but of course, given one person's actions and other's lack of action, that's not happening... It's time I take Action so that this situation never happens again.

Current Mood: Angry, Brooding.
I don't miss you, but i do miss what you took from me...everything

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