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By Misti Date: 2002 Jun 22 Comment on this Work [[2002.06.22.11.41.27963]] |
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why in the holy fuck of all fuck am I here? 29 years old penniless powerless might as well be homeless just last week I told my husband I was a gypsy and wanted to leave him for the open road and the possibility of a soul mate reunion delusion is the most crippling humiliation. I have no plans. I have meds. I have two feet that move me forward one step at a time. I have no plans but I have dreams. I dream of California. I dream of getting paid to write. I dream of being adored. I dream of looking in the mirror and not loathing my reflection. I dream of rising above the bitter ashes of my life ascending and soaring never again to crash. |