Friday 3/03/2006 10:04:00 PM

I want to be. I am. Never knew.

Forgotten.

So long.

We are. Always have been. The last drink.

2 comments:
Anonymous said...

my son is an alcohlic and I wish I could help him tackle his demons

Mom whose heart breaks for you and him.

Thankful that there is a God to hold onto to give me hope and strength

angryatoms said...

my sympathies for your son and for you.

i see the parallel, don't you? we all take comfort wherever it is we are able to find it.

some of us find it is angels while others, unfortunately, in demons.

but we're not so very different.



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