Thursday, May 26, 2011

Twenty-something Post 2

Woke up
5AM
Slept curled up on the ground in woods
He was a few feet away
I didnt move
Like if I didnt He wouldnt see me
He did
He always does
I grabbed my open pocketknife
He leaned down halfway
I brought the pocketknife closer to myself
He tilted his head
I pushed myself up like I was going to confront him
No
Bolted right
Ran through the woods
Could see him every so often
He didnt need to run
He was at certain points
Then He was just there
In front of me
I stopped sharply
I raised the knife to my neck
We regarded one another
Would I do it?
Would He make me do it?
Did I want to do it?
No
I didnt
Would I?
Yea I fucking would
Why?
Spite Him
Fuck you
YOU DONT OWN ME
THEY DONT OWN ME
NO ONE OWNS ME
He straightened
He left
I waited like that just in case
He didnt return
I started walking again
I didnt stop until the sun was up
I typed this
I posted this

Dont understand
Havent see him in years outside of dreams
Why
Why
Why
WHAT IS IN MY HEAD?
You took him
What happened to him?
What happened to me?

The drugs are leaving system
Hysteria dying
Think tomorrow the drugs will be out
Completely
Heres to hoping

Going to keep walking
Found road last night
Staying near in woods
Looking for street signs
Stay safe


A life of forgetting is no life at all.

4 comments:

  1. I hope you don't go through withdrawals. Still, though, glad you're still alive.

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  2. Thank you
    Four days only
    Wasnt months
    Shouldnt be bad detoxing
    Heres to hoping
    Stay safe Dante

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  3. Shady, I've got to move on. I can only hope that you make your way to safety without interruption. After last night, I am sure there are fewer of them left to cause you trouble.

    Stay safe, Shady.

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  4. Thank you Glass Man
    It will help
    Travel safely
    Be safe dear

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