Rolled in a alley,left for dead,with my back to the trash.
I wandered in the bright light to find you my dear.
I wanted for so long to join you in the after,but never sober
enough to matter.
I know enough to laugh at fate, but its too late,with your sweet lips wrapped around blue steel,and the loud wonder that followed.
Never could I get back to cold blue mood you made me to.
Just to be knocked to the ground for the fifth time trying to
forget you, a punch,aknife,a gun.
Anything will do.
I lost my Angel to flower into a mean drunk,you earned your wings when things got mean and tough.
Don't let God see me like this swollen,still,smell of booze,and ass up in the alley.
Tragic as it seems, I actually thought I saw you above me crying for me to get up.
Your voice awaken me when You called the second time.
"Babies" She was gone,like she has for the past four years, now.
"Sorry I never did myself in like a real man,just goes to show that I am the Salley you always said I was".
Christ welcomes me into his arms"now child don't be late again".



I wrote this in my daily log years ago I don't feel as bad as I did then, and No Don't I'm not going to kill myself or anything harmful to myself. Just a weird poem/tale I wrote during X-mas past. When things made want to be in the ground. I'm like wow I can survive all this sh it.

Life is surival of different kinds,,, Yet life when obstacles and hardship, pain and loss are overcome one looks back takes a deep breath and listens to the soul the whispers of the inner self,, and says,, WoW,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, life ,,,, WoW through it all I stand,,,

Sounds like you have been through hell and I am so
sorry for your loss. I am glad you survived and
are still around to share your story. You are a
survivor as hard as it is.

Thank you for sharing. Take care.

Your right about survival and life. Its hard not to remember how far you can make it from destroying yourself. I was pretty close 10 times in the past six years. Its people,family, and friends that make it easier. I use to hate to be happy, because I wasn't sharing it w/ my deceased wife. Everything was her.
Now its just me putting a big bandage on my head and keep going.
Thank you
I'm alot stronger and take no sh it from no one.
Well unless it was someone I liked.

Stand tall and be proud of the you... you have become,,, Happy Holidays to you

Thanks Angel. I learned that its not how many times you fall, but how many times you get back up,and fly straight and go right! Enjoy your holidays as well, New Year 2.
Live long and prosper.

We must always realize that no matter how bad things get we can still deal with it and move on.

And don't look back and turn to stone.
ty Gal.
Its good to see you smile.

nice, deff understand this, pain is life and will always be around, the difference in people is how they deal with it, u seem like u overcame it, good stuff bro

Heres to survival!