New Life

Sitting here drinking in the shadow of my own self pity. Lit smoke in my finger tips, I'm ready to start my journey but my journey isn't ready to be started. If I wait much longer I will go mad I must save my money, every penny, or be stuck in this life forever. For this journey is the start of my new life, walking into the light I must be ready to leave things behind and pick up new things and never look back. Never look back and think what I've lost but look forward and think of what I've gained. Fresh chance for the last time. Hopefully after this I will never need another one, never be unhappy enough to require another one.