This is not working- however my days are is still not well. In the abyss of solitude I dream too big and I walk distracted. The story can't be changed until it is told. I hallucinated in the depth of my withdrawl. It took months for the alcohol to leave my system. Chains have never been tighter, on the precipice of loss. Everyone around me began to disappear I was frozen with fear and the world stood clear of me.
I lost it and kept loosing- I'm peerless and hardly let anyone in. I let go constantly and find myself in raged. Rage is a new expression with out it being explosive- salvaged and reexplained. I'm quiet but shouting inside. Morals are gone and feelings are left behind. Not one word could be my guide with out that little flame with in my heart.
What will I do with out you.