Excerpts I'll Never Tell

Forged

Bleary eyes don't hold any demise. In this world you've got a choice. Hell we've all got choices.

You see I'm caught between a rock and a hard place as they all say. I struggle between what's easy and what's right for me. Sometimes it feels easier to not choose at all.

I know that you're just looking for something, even if it's just a slither of promise. However, I can't give you that. Not because I don't want to but because I can't. My heart hurts. Even if I don't say it. You would have to get me drunk to admit.

I know life is hard and it's painful and some people have it a thousand times worse however, I am always in pain. You'll find me laying on the floor, staring at the ceiling more times than once in a day. But hell maybe that's poetic. As one of my books once said, I've been burned with fire that forged me.

I've lost the first love, and I am going to leave a place called home. What comes after that? I'm hoping it is me.