Jun 2017
In and out of consciousness, for sin has clouded my mental inbox and I continue to do it in hopes of finding happiness. For life needs to change its diaper as it's filled with a ****** mess, so I forget it by smoking ces. High riding on the clouds, because I'm all a ******* up and I already know I'll never make my family proud. At night I cut my wrists, yet I can't even find help when I go to church and get supposed redemption from the priests. Have no money and I have no time, and if there is a God let me tell you this ***** not funny and please give me a sign. I got an offer to be set for life if I join the gangs, and I can't lie that I like the thought of being revered as a king. I have a dream though but as I grow older that dream is becoming a stranger that I don't know. Oh come on Johnny it'll be fun to shoot your adversity with a tommy gun. No please leave me alone, and you know it's bad when you can't run for support from your parents or even feel safe in your own home.
Then the day came where I drank 5 six packs from my parents fridge, and wrote my final goodbye before I jumped off a bridge. I got a call last night and I couldn't believe my ears, for my best friend is now dead which concluded my biggest fears. **** man why would you do that, for everything may have been pretty ****** up but we was a team when we were going through all that. Outlaws and blood brothers, but when you did what you did-did you even think about the effects on others? We gone through similar journeys, but we I believed we had the ability to move past all that scrutiny. Guess I was wrong, and all I can do is have these memories of you and feel sad when I hear the radio play your favourite song. You said no one would care, but when I went to you're funeral lots of people were there. If only you could see this, and as scream and cry in the corner the happy moments is what I try to reminisce. For life isn't all bliss but if you blink it is something you will miss. This is the story of Johnny which is just one of many that are dealing with afflictions, but I wrote this story to help those who are also struggling or dealing with addictions.
Then the day came where I drank 5 six packs from my parents fridge, and wrote my final goodbye before I jumped off a bridge. I got a call last night and I couldn't believe my ears, for my best friend is now dead which concluded my biggest fears. **** man why would you do that, for everything may have been pretty ****** up but we was a team when we were going through all that. Outlaws and blood brothers, but when you did what you did-did you even think about the effects on others? We gone through similar journeys, but we I believed we had the ability to move past all that scrutiny. Guess I was wrong, and all I can do is have these memories of you and feel sad when I hear the radio play your favourite song. You said no one would care, but when I went to you're funeral lots of people were there. If only you could see this, and as scream and cry in the corner the happy moments is what I try to reminisce. For life isn't all bliss but if you blink it is something you will miss. This is the story of Johnny which is just one of many that are dealing with afflictions, but I wrote this story to help those who are also struggling or dealing with addictions.
