The fifth day of the rest of my life.

So, im at a loss as to what to do.
Ive become a shell in the sea.
Hollow, and alone,
Drowning beneath the surface.

I keep clinging to the hope that tomorrow, I will wake up, and everything will be fine.
my parents will stop drinking.
My family will at least TRY to love each other.
And some beautiful girl will come into my life,
and sweep me off my feet.

But, as I said last night,

"Ive been in hell for four months now. I need an angel to pull me up,
before the devil drags me down even deeper."

I really dont know what to think anymore,
except that i cant give up hope.
I may have given up on the girl.
I may have given up on myself.
But im not giving up on anything else.

All I really have now is my six string,
that wonderful music device.

Music is probably my one true love.

It's so emotional and so powerful, one could rule the world with music.

With music,
You can prove a point.
You can save a life.
You cal fall in love.

In the end, we have three things.
Love.
Memory.
and Music.