Not a good day...

I need to vent... I need to feel... I need to be useful... not a good day.

Some days like this one are so very dark that I just see no purpose in being here at all.

I'm listening to Allen Keyes as I type this.... I just don't feel the things that his songs talk about. Each day, I would like to be closer to God, but each day feels further away.

Being bound to Frances is killing me. My life is full of many more moments I regret than moments I don't. I have albums full of pictures I no longer want, and memories I want erased. If it was real, then why did she throw me away... if it was fake, what I fool I was for all those years.

Why do I have to go on, when others get to be released... Can't I just be freed from this life sentence?

regret and pain... this must be the life of someone behind bars for a life sentence with no possibility of parole..

not a good day today....
--me