another has just past and again I still feel like I haven’t moved, i’m still a little weak, lazy boy lost in the big bad woods where i’m afraid of everything, how f*&%ed is that at my age, and I still haven’t changed or grown enough to live on my own, I need to leave not only to be upon my own, but to put myself in a situation where all I have is myself to depend upon, and survive, I wish there was some kinda crash course in life, or some way to increase the speed of some aspects of life and slow others down, how can I be of help if I cant even help myself, I just cant believe how weak I am, and plan on giving up drugs till I figure my head out, and hopefully do a fair amount of reading over the next few days and weeks, and go on a small trip away from every thing for a couple of days, and not drink but be away with myself and do some thinking and reading and meditation
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In the Garden of Solitude
T he stillness where shadows whisper, I wander the garden of my solitude, Amongst the withered petals of hope, Fear blooms like a nig...
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