As I travel down the tortuous, windy road of this phenomenon called life, I find it full of ups and downs!
The "ups" are great!
The "downs" are the pits, to the point of despair!
I think this is called depression.
Gee whiz, I hate being depressed. I always find it is related to my personal life.
Lately, there have been more bad days, than good days!
We should cherish the good ones, to balance ourselves for the bad!
And it is the Pits to age, how well I am realising that with each passing moment.
But, in the years I have walked this planet, I find the cycle just goes around, like the hamster in the cage.
I have tried many ways, many times to beat it. I have learned the hard way that alcohol doesn't do "Jack," and the only drugs I ever took were OT Cs. I escaped for a few hours today with a bit of wine, only to wake up thirsty! Could have been worse!
I have tried prayer, and that doesn't work, either.
I know God is going to punish me for saying that.
I get so "down," I wish I had a gun. I would stick the business end of it in my mouth and pull the trigger. I often think the world might , indeed, be a better place! But, I don't own a gun. Maybe a glue gun, and/or a staple gun! Darn it, I don't even own a water pistol!
My life, as I know it, is a punishment for being born. It has become a 4-letter word.
I pray to be delivered of this, my end can't come soon enough.
I keep hoping that knight on the white horse will come charging up my driveway and rescue me from this despair, but that ain't gonna happen!
"Shi....happens and goes downhill!"
Amen!
I am sure \
I keep hoping that knight on the white horse will come charging up my driveway and rescue me from this despair, but that ain't gonna happen!
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