hours of darknessdisappeared, only to reappear at their convenience. thats if they reappear at all. so you
spend your days pondering questions without answers, reminiscing memories that hold no
meaning, yearning for somebody close. but nobody answers. its in this time that a humans
desire to be individual must be rekindled after years of suppression. i once possessed vials
upon vials of the substance, but began losing it slowly when i returned from college. it was
so much easier to become part of a collective. it eased the pain of my failure away from
home. if i only realized the toll it would take on my spirit once the collective was broken, i
would have...no, i must not have regrets. i chose my path, it seemed so smooth, newly
paved. travel down further however, and potholes bespeckled the blacktop. some places
were even void of pavement, giving way to rocks and dirt. now land is barren desert.
sometimes a few clouds pass through to say hello. they drift on never staying very long.
their conversation always in fragments, fading at the end of their sentences. eyes always
wandering off looking for something better to grab their attention. oftentimes, i am edgy
with these clouds. i get weary of their single-mindedness. their short arrivals become worn
out after some time, and they never seem to bring any rain. i used to anticipate their
emergence on the horizon, but that was some time ago. so now i am faced with the task of
awakening my individual. oppressed by years of collectivism and drug abuse, its potential
was once infinite. he’ll definitely be rusty with all that time locked away, or will he be
rejuvenated with the thought of resurgence? i have made a conscience effort to diminish
my alcohol consumption, weed and coke have been eliminated as routine. and although i
haven’t ruled out e just yet, its era is coming to a close, once we make our peace by
ourselves. i’ve been a drug addict for four years in one way or another, and although they
change face at times, the need is always there. i’m ready to walk away, and claim myself
back. i will do this alone, for their is no one to call on but myself. thus a new path issues
from the beaten one. this one seems very upkept and smooth as the last one, however i
have more confidence in this one. this time i’m in control of its maintenance.
I need to take a look at your work, but first I need to go to work. So when I get back, I shall look and leave some comments.
Awesome that you joined, I welcome you and wish you the best comments.
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