I'll Take You with Me

As some of you know, I'm writing a book.  A memoir so to speak.

If you don't know, I'll give you a little background on it, as well as a little snippet.  Firstly, I'm gay, and not afraid to share that.   It's a simple detail of my life, but which has caused alot of terror and turmoil in my life.  I was sixteen.  Afraid to go anywhere. Afraid to be myself.  But, I never knew until years later that that day would be the start of my journey, a journey through hell.

"I'm hungry, and parched. my canteen had sprung a leak some 10 miles back and now i have nothing but my dwindling strength. i have friends, that is to say, who support me in my journey ahead but they can't accompany me. i made my bed, and now i have to lie in it. 

like ten thousand deadly snakes, they swirled inside me, like my present into the world, killing what was left of my soul. i did not struggle, nor did i cry for help. even if ihad cried, no one would have heard me or been able to run fast enough to save me.

my mind ran cloudy. on that sofa, everything looked changed, like those eyes in the darkness knew what was about to happen. and they smirked.

maybe i had watched too many daytime talk shows with overdramatized action, or maybe my fingers longed to be in charge of their own destiny. either way, it all was leaking out, the joy, the laughter, all of it gone. gone gone gone.

like the last gust of air after a storm, my mind cleared, and shakily, i took another drink of water. it was refreshing, but i wanted nothing more than to be parched almost immediately, and forgotten. forgotten for all the pain i had caused, for all the sorrow i had inflicted. for that, i am sorry"

                                 --anonymous

It's been a while since I've written anything, but FINALLY a new entry.  And if you haven't read anything of it, take a look at this link.  Enjoy!

I'll Take You with Me