Lord make me into a rainbow.. I'll shine down on my mother, she'll know I'm safe with you when she stands under your colors, life aint always what you think its gonna be, aint even gray when she buries her baby..
HOPELESS. That is exactly how I feel.. La Petite just finished a stint in detox for Xanax. He is 16 and is doing his second tour (?) in rehab. Really. My mom has been in the hospital less 4 days for over a month now. My Prince would have turned 23 this past Saturday. This coming Sunday is the first birthday in 44 years that absolutely no one in my family is here. My dad is dead. My Prince. Dead. I survived my first and hopefully only suicide attempt last fall, 6 days state mandated in the looney bin. True Story. For the record... not a great way to spend Labor Day. Why am I unlovable??? I just need someone to put their arms around me and tell me they love me. My plate is full. Fuck you Heroin.
The sharp knife of a short life.
Peace y'all
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
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