Please note that the memories and artwork contained herein are copyrighted 1999, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007
The Shakes
I get back from a flight and my hand will not stop from shaking. I do not say a word to anyone and walk directly for my room. I reach under my bed and pull out some alcohol and drink it from the bottle. I feel depressed, tired, and I think I wanted to die. I start crying and drink some more to kill the pain deep inside me.
