This is turning out to be a very shitty week. I had that whole thing with taking my mother to the ER over the weekend and the few joys that came out of that. *he says with dripping sarcasam* Today at work it was just one screw up after another. Its alot fun when every thing FUBARs, I whole heartedly recomend it. *see last statement* Then to top off the evening I find out when I get home that my uncle who has been battling cancer for the last year, and losing, was admited the hospital today and is foregoing anymore treatments. He has "put it in god's hands" as he says. I love the man and I can only admire the amount of faith he has, despite being a deist myself.
I think I will end off with the lyrics from one of Johnny Cash's last songs, Hurt
I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything
What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feeling disappears
You are someone else
I am still right here
What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way
I think I will end off with the lyrics from one of Johnny Cash's last songs, Hurt
I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything
What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feeling disappears
You are someone else
I am still right here
What have I become?
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know
Goes away in the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way
I'm here to listen as always.
I'm ur sista, and u are my brotha and u know that. U gave me shoulders to cry on in the past and I realli appreciate that. U know where to find me if u need me..