a little dribble..potentially.

Awake.
He awakes from a deep sleep, in which he sees himself. Years from now. His eyes are bloodshot from the coke. The smell of piss and alcohol fill the room. His family, is no where to be found. He is alone, with not enough money to crave his addiction. Things have changed dramatically since freshman year. His bestfriend of six years has vanished from his life, and the only things left supporting him is that 40 oz. bottle and a rusty needle incapacitated with drugs and pain.

He picks up the blade, not knowing how irresistible it will become to him. It will soon be imbedded into his life, like a part of his soul. His new infatuation is taking toll.
He needs someone. A hand to pull him out of his guilt-stricken undulation.

Days pass and he, whoever he is, continues down that road of despair. A whirlwind of elapsed memories and recollections fly through his head, as he drags his feet toward his next mistake. A woman with soft features and a charming smile catches his eye. Little did he know what this woman was about to change his life.