Here in the dead of the most brutal Winter,
I sit wondering how it is that I ended up here...
Fear has never done anything but allow the hatred to enter me
It really thrives upon seeing my ruin
Somehow I let it have its way with me
One day I turned around and realized that I had landed myself in a perpetual hole
So, like a starved mole, I will claw my way out of it until I reach again my surface
It will be everything but easy
This place is cheesy anyway
I live in a fucking trap
Everything in this town is more than twice what I am used to and I see no reason why
I live on the second floor of an old run-down motel, not in some exquisite condo way up in the sky
Time keeps on flying by without me
I am aware that there is a very valid reason why things are happening the way that they are
Perhaps this will enable me to pay my dues
Save some money
Have nice things again like a shit load of bad ass threads, exotic pets, a decent car
So far, I really have gone nowhere here, and it has been well over a year
But, this predicament has forced me to attract many new friends, people who I shall forever hold dear to my heart
These are the important things in life anyway
The narcissistic pieces of shit from my past continue on with their shenanigans even still to this day
They try to play their piss ant games by imprinting themselves upon others who I don\'t even know
I really don\'t care even slightly
They will all be dead soon, and they will die even quicker without me
I am the only reason why they have managed to live this long
The hostess with the mostest ..
(Leeches, that is)
They are like barnacles attached to a magnificent creature of the sea
The object of their desire that they insist that I am has never been and won\'t ever be me
Somehow, my kindness became the main source of their mindless illusions
Ultimately, it left me no other choice but to flee the city that I have forever called home
Now I am a gypsy
A nomad
Bouncing around from here to there
Time passed has made them all unaware of anything that I am doing
They can no longer see my happiness
They have no clue in Hell who it may be that I might be screwing
Thank God for small favors, that is all I can say
There is, indeed, a mighty price that they are going to have to pay for all the shit that they have done against me
Even though my new life is not perfect,
at least from their pathetic hexes I am finally free....
2/11/2019