I can't feel a fucking thing, seeing how people aren't bothering to answer my phone calls at work about next months schedule i think the next decision is going to be made for me, i can't afford to eat, take care of my kid and pay the rent.. i'm sick and tired of being in this life I am in, the world and my outlook on it all look black to me, i'm souless, the dreams have become demons and all i can feel is the passage of time and it's leaving me behind, i alomst wonder decisions i once made for a purpose have they damned me, so much for being recharged, if the game continues to be played and i find myself unemployed and homeless maybe i'll just fade away, when there is only one thing that matters and thank god he had soccer this weekend, there's only him and not much else left for me, i think it's time to go, this city no longer exsists to me, it's not a happy place, the wounds are not healing here they are becoming infected. I need to be somewhere else, somewhere healthier. we shall see what tommorow brings.
Current Mood: Nothing.
Current Music: CanTspeak, Danzig.
Death never takes the wise man by surprise; He is always ready to go.
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