You Eye Ball Fuck the Abyss...

[jack_babalon]

You eye ball fuck the abyss and the abyss eyeball fucks you right back. So you keep busy. You do your time. Work and work out. Make money and try not to waste it. You make the solitude count, put words on the page in the late night gloom. You ride the mood swings out like a cowboy, bucking wild in the invisible hours before dawn. You smile patiently across the table from beautiful women in love with other men and happy to tell you about them. You try to forget what a woman's touch feels like against your skin and the way love tastes in the dark. You look for an answer in the bottom of your drink when they inevitably, politely, ask about your father and you try to remember him as the man you know instead of the one you see dwindling away slowly every day. You answer honestly that which you wish wouldn't be asked. You take it all and give it your best and you never, ever fucking cry. You come close, but you remember the promise you made to him to be strong and you do what the rest of the world does. You make it through another day because you've been given one to make it through.