The phone was off.
So I am left here with nothing but my thoughts and an evil that is growing inside. I have tried for the past several hours to let go of what is haunting me, but every time I think of him, I fall apart. The edges of my restraint have snapped, and I have stopped thinking straight almost an hour ago.
An hour ago, I decided, what the f**k, I am going to get drunk.
So it is with a bottle of cheap whiskey that I find myself sitting in complete darkness. A darkness that is surrounding me with a suffocating grip on my chest. My only aim now is to numb the pain that has consumed every fiber in my broken body.
But it is not working.
I am busy going f*****g crazy.
Should I continue on my path of self-destruction, I am going to come down in one hell of a spectacular way. Crash
