“EoD” Segment 1 (2 of 3)

Posted: April 1, 2014 in EoD

“The End of Dayes” Segment 1 (2 of 3)

The next couple of hours I’m drifting in and out of my head; like a dirty glass full of water. I just can’t say no. But she’s screaming, and it’s my own damn fault, I know it is. Fuck! Where is my goddamn Jet?! I’m getting the shakes again. Hmm, the sweet bitter taste, the light headedness. Yeah. I’m good. But she’s still screaming, so I step on the gas to drive away from this shit. I can’t escape it but I don’t care. I take another hit of Jet and just keep driving. I’ll be there tomorrow, but I can’t stop now. Not yet, not until the pain goes away. Fuck! I can’t take it any… I’m thankful for this car, for the gas, for the bullets, for the food. I am thankful that there is hope in man and that my sister… Is still alive… Thank you for the windshield, to keep my eyes free of dust. Thank…




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