Tuesday, 26 July 2016
Tantalizing Tuesday Tease: My way
Regrets I've had a few.
Fuck, Frank, that's one hell of an understatement. I've had a lot more than a few
Taking another mouthful of the burning liquid from the bottle I shivered, as it set fire to my throat on the way down.
Sitting there with the only friend I had in the world, a bottle of Jack Daniels, I wondered why the fuck I was still here. Then realized it was probably because if I tried to end it I'd fuck that up just like I'd fucked up everything else I'd ever tried.
Another mouthful and the haunting words of Frank Sinatra filled my mind again.
Too few to mention.
Yeah right Frank I'd had that fucking many I had lost fucking count. The self-harming, the failed marriages, in fact my failure at fucking everything and anything. Still none of it mattered any more, not now, now I could, and would, do anything I wanted.
The trouble was though all I wanted to do was empty this bottle and then start another, if I was still capable.