Iam A Cub

Hello world, i hope your eyes dont burn up reading this,
that would be a sad shame.
So i here sit, wallowing in the past.
As my hands seeks for another hand to fit in to.
Perhaps perfect plump lips to kiss, to touch, to stare at.
Thats a different story though.
How do you know you hit rock bottom?
do you have to be told?
or reminded how good your life was?.
Everyone does linger in the Vally of shadows to find themselves
but how long does that process take?
To just sit and stare and hit the bottom, the bottle.
Thats not a confession from me that, thats what I am at
but simply just wondering.
I'm fine, just fine. I am hoping to start over soon.
New friends, new life, new rep, new look.
Its time for a change. I will change.
See the way i work is to complex for you to understand,
its to complex for you to wrap your little precious mind around.
Not even i understand.
To me happiness is to bland and depression is too stressing
and yet comforting.
So my trusting has officially died.
One day i am hoping to revive that.
Iv been on this long journey for hope and happiness for a while,
part of me has given up but deep down,
i am not done looking.
One day i will accept life.
One day as a lion.