It was a brisk Saturday morning. My back was in agonizing pain from sleeping outdoors. He came into my tent last night and it was a night to remember. When I saw his face, I knew I had seen him before. In my dreams, maybe. Dreams can be deceiving though, and I tend to see the beauty in the dark things that come from my mind. One time, I thought watching a squirrel die was beautiful because it is the cycle of life. Circles are my favorite shape because they are never ending, like a dark abyss.
As I laid on my back looking at the stars I couldn't help but smile, my life was just starting. I recently just got out of jail and now I can see new life for myself. Have you ever seen 2 kids 1 sandbox? I'm ready to leave my past behind. Child pornography sends you to jail to my surprise...
I remember as a child my mom yelled, "Stop playing with your stupid imaginary friends and clean the dirty bench!" As I walked to the park where the dirty bench laid, I felt something I had never felt before. Lust, lust for my old life back, the bench hasn't been cleaned in years by the look of it. I blame my self, why did i get involved with porn? I love the feeling of the soapy water against the dirty grimey bench. Some may call it a guilty pleasure, however I find nothing wrong with it.
I sat down on the bench not caring what my pants would look like afterwards. I began to reflect, not only on my life, but my mistakes and choices as well. I remember winning the national font competition during high school. I also remember when my first crush turned me down for prom. My life has now hit an all time low.
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Hidden Secrets
SpiritualEveryone has secrets, some are just better hidden then others. Everyone needs an escape every once in a while. I can't escape the demons in my mind. This is my escape, multiple stories about my self loathing, piece of shit, no good brain of mine. ...
