A glass of wine <br /> <br />This is ridiculous it has no name engulfed by sadness, two bottles of wine and cigarettes <br />and I'm drowning. Tomorrow no more, but I know when the sun falls so will I, succumbed <br /> to a need to fly away to otherness. The pain in my chest is eating away, the emptiness of <br />my life feels like intolerable burden. I have created a world that is so small it chokes me. <br />The road to recovery, to palm trees and gentle sea is long. We used to laugh, my lover and <br />I, life was so funny; now all I can see is waste land with no oasis, there is nothing to lift <br />the spirit and the age old question asked by many before me:
