I fall down when
Iím trying to get out of bed in the middle of the night & I remember
half my leg is gone. Iíve always kind of thought of myself as pathetic
& useless & a waste of skin, but now itís a pretty undeniable fact.
My brother took my guns away so I canít shoot myself in the head, which
would be the appropriate thing to do. Iím just consuming instead
of doing anything of use to anyone. Iím more useless than the children
here are. At least kids provide some kind of hope for the future.
Maybe I should just start drinking my feelings away like I used to whenever
some girl broke my heart.
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