somebody help me.
I can't put words into my desperation, my humiliation at the complication of my character.
I'm writing free so that in these convoluted tales someone can find me.
My heart, made light with tobacco and cannibus continues frienzied and aticipatory beating.
I can't keep my head on straight and my baritone voice is cracking.
I'm reaching out to anyone who reads to find this by chance and identify with an all too common pain.
Compassion is my middle name.
I'm sinking and being pulled by the crushing weight of lonliness.
Sun kissed skin bitten in red and swollen and covered in the wanted marks of lust.
Or to permently keep his memory.
Please, someone reach other and help me.
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