It’s hard to know what’s
Right and wrong, when you
Are always alone.
I go from hating
Myself to wishing
I was someone else.
Even my demons
Leave me along at
Night. Knowing I am
My biggest problem.
Pour myself into
A bottle and think
Of ghost past to keep
Me company, that
Only makes it worse.
Sobering Thoughts
Demons and past ghosts have angels and elevating spirits to keep me balanced. Fortunately, I have plenty of both. I send you smiles :D :D :D ~(:D)-