Hey, hi, and hello out there.
Have you ever been this sick and lived in a college town? To know and understand, not only, what’s overlooked, but what goes down. If not, let me tell you, it’s enough to make this sick man frown…
Broken dreams and alcohol are just two things, in which, most are drowned!
It’s so fucking hard not only to NOT live this way, but to watch and discard all of the dismal dismay..
“Maddness! It may not always need a break-down, as much as it does a BREAK-THROUGH”. I threw my break-through up against the wall to see if it would break-through, you know, the wall, while I screamed “FUCK IT ALL!
I could write one thousand words of wit, but unless you’ve lived here, you won’t understand just what it is I’m working with…
In a college town, ADDICTED, torn up and twisted! A college town, where maladaptive behaviors and binge drinking are not only over-looked, but Predicted!
It’s 5:07 am, on a Saturday. I haven’t spiked my vein or raised a bottle to my lips, yet. These days, I don’t have as much to prove, as I do to PROTECT!
So, it is, in a college town, my thoughts, feelings, and emotions get, out from under me, Ripped, leaving me only more unstable, emotionally losing my grip…
Stay up. Stay human too.
#inthegrip #whiteknuckles #builtnotbought