Then came July, I marched to a city that sleeps not at night with my dreams of staying there for good and leaving all the shit I went through behind. Well, a lady accompanied me. Throughout the dog days, we fucked as if we were not the lovers of many before.
Came September, I've returned once more to this city of mine, for I've learned yet again, that you can never run from yourself by going distances. Then I met Lady H. She was something. Then I left Lady H. for I knew no good comes from the sweet warmth of a gorgeous lady. Only a sweet taste I could get from her, and she gave it to me with kindness and lust.
Came January, I met a lady in a black dress. With some blue pills and good fortune, I did what I used to do best and then left her for I was, and still am, a fucked up man with a fucked up mind.
Came March, I drank more than I should and suddenly made love to a woman I shouldn't have. She said that I was a big mistake. Well, tell me something I don't fucking know. With a whisper she left my side, only to lay herself beside me once again soon after.
Now there are many more things to tell, but I'm a man with not much patience. Throughout my journey of waiting around to die, damn those days to come when I'm still alive and writing whatever pops into me mind.
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