December morning

Gazing glassy eyed over the shards of a shattered life wordering where did I go wrong?

Avoiding incessant phone calls from bill collectors and people owed.

Trying to put a finger on the self delusion, the auto-deception or the violation of spiritual principles that must have led to this inevitable stripping away of well intentioned motives.

When the blaming has subsided into a mist of stale smoke, all thats left is to go
within and fearlessly face the propositon that at some point my ego took over, I belived the bullshit being generated in a clump of cells encased in my skull.

How do I learn to not repeat these mistakes, where do I draw inspiration to trudge
onward?

Or do I even try?

December morning

1randy1

Ofallon, United States

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