Sunday, August 14, 2011

The Summer of Hell

Looking back I was naive to think that I would have no repercussions for retuning back to the place I fled from. I had already dubbed this summer to be the best one even before it started. Boy was I wrong. This summer has not only successfully wipe out all my dreams and possessions, but it also managed to shake my integrity and hope of my future. Now it seems like I'm far below where I need to be. Which is shocking due to the fact that only a few weeks ago I was right on my path to making my dreams possible. I'm not sure if you ever loved someone or something then had lost them, but let me tell you that loosing something that you cherished feels like getting skinned alive. Every inch of your body burns. And the memory is like putting salt on the wounds. With that said looks like "Mr. Rager" is on yet another adventure. This adventure is more treacherous than anything I had ever encountered before. But hitting rock bottom had enraged the fighter within me. Now I'm coming back with a vengeance. Hopefully when I finally do rise to the top it should take more than a simple rendezvous to ny to tear me down.

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