Diary of a Sad-Happy Man

A sad happy man I am. You will be laughing and crying at the same time when you read many of my self-criticizing and pessimistic writings of life's little struggles in poetic form. But I always can find a reason and be willing to accept the outcome or find a compromise to make everything okay. I try and find present-day/year situations from love, sex, and the struggle of addiction to all and everything that life has to offer. Peer pressure is real, but that's the easy way out or in. To be accepted by the majority, so it seems at the time, is a bad lesson to learn the hard way. Luckily, I thought of a way to express it to everyone-the good in my higher power and the bad in this troublesome world.Here is just a little taste of what you will get if you buy my "e;bio."e; This one is called Bye. I've wasted my whole life. Now, I just sit here and sigh. All the abuse to myself just makes me want to cry. It's too late to fix it now. So why should I even try? Everything that I thought was fun, I know now that it was all a fucking lie. So one day, probably soon, now, there won't be anything left.Now, while I still have a chance. I would like to say to you all, "e;Good fucking bye."e; That is just a short version of an addict thinking. Please just check it out. There will be at least one or two that you will find relevant for yourself or someone you know. Thank you for your time and consideration. Robert "e;Bobby"e; Loyd.PS: More to come if y'all like this one. Later.