the circle.

initially, i had planned on doing something new.
i was gonna post some celebrity gossip. and pictures of all the failing relationships in the media.

i got bored with the idea...quickly.

instead. i'll tell you about my night.
i went around the corner to see an old friend.

a friend who also thought he had escaped this hell.
this black hole that not many have escaped.

i left for six years. only to fall back here on my ass.
he was gone for five. had his own apartment. but one of the inhabitants of this hell found him and forced him back, being the cause of his eviction.

so here we both are.
in front of his house.

me with black in hand: indulging in cancer
him vividly acting out the fights hes been in.

the sky was dark but often flashed a bright white
a sign? or an omen?

i left this place knowing there was no reason for me to return.
yet...here i am.
three dollars to my name.
half a tank of gas.
no job.
no family.

i often wondered throughout the night if i am doomed to stay here.
if i'll be stuck in one of these bland houses
or worse
a mobile home

working a back breaking job
or two.

i wondered if this is where i'm destined to be.
destiny.

i laugh at the term.
fuck that.
the circle has been complete.
i have returned to that which i've come.
my demons have seen me one last time.

but i will not stay.
i refuse.
i've always hated shapes.
circles and squares more specifically.

how about we stick with a straight line
where i can continue to progress forward...

fuck a circle.
fuck this place.
fuck it all.

i feel like Houdini.
and a dash of fifty cent.

my life depends on my escape from this death trap.
so escape or die trying.

bitch.