Tag Archives: drunk

Black Dog

I don’t wish to be melodramatic…. But sometimes that dog is just so big I don’t know what to do.

I’m so tired. So tired of being tired. That’s it. That’s all I can say.

I know I’m reaching out for help but I dont know who to call.

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Separation

How do I do this again?

How do I cope with being away from the person that makes me normal, the one that keeps me sane?

How do I not cry for hours?

How do I resist the escape of alcohol?

How do I get so used to it that I just stop feeling?

Oh right, Its night one. The numbness will come back soon.