Running Away

I like not having to decide anything.

Decisions are double edged swords.

Cuts are guaranteed whichever way you go.

Sometimes it’s better to lie still.

At least you get to blame somebody else, when all the hell breaks loose.

Sometimes it’s better to lie;

To claim that you have got no idea, what the truth looks like.

At least you get to feign innocence when faced with the demons of your own negligence.


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I’m an alcoholic.

I get drunk on memories.

You have no idea how many times my indulgence in past has turned my tomorrows into another one of the todays.

Even I do not know.

And like every other addict, I do not care.

I do not care, if tomorrow was yesterday, or the day before.

I do not care, if it’s been four years or forty days.

All I know how to do is keep getting drunk.

All I know is how to do is keep growing old.

All the while hoping for the day of your return.

All the while wishing for a chance to be sober again.


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Quote of the day

“There was given to me a thorn in the flesh, the messenger of Satan to buffet me, lest I should be exalted above measure. For this thing I besought the Lord thrice, that it might depart from me.

And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.

Therefore I take pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, in necessities, in persecutions, in distresses for Christ’s sake: for when I am weak, then am I strong.”

~The King James Version of the Bible