I think I will be too drunk to remember what I did when I decided to finish the bottle I cracked open and just left in the fridge. I thought it would just change me into something that you’d enjoy being around but instead here I am alone, laying on my bedroom floor. Looking at your picture wondering if I be something more.
Something in me decided to roll over onto my knees and pray. I didn’t like nor want this no-life atmosphere ruin another life, so I cried hoping God listen to me one more time. Although I can’t take back the bruises I caused when I threw those words like a spear hunting the whore. I fell into his arms and in his spirit I chose to let go. And even though the rest of the transformation was a blur. The night turned to day, and although my head is in pain. I believe a new life has been granted to me this day. So let’s live it. and make him proud.
I may have been too drunk to remember the finer details of life. But here I am. Not ready to give up.