THE ROUGH ROAD TO NOWHERE I woke up one morning, as I
lay on my back
looking at the shade of the window on front of the bed. I can see the
morning light entering through as a reflecting soothing, gentle light, until the room was clear with the morning light." As I lay in the bed,
trying to relax my body and trying to reach my soul, I was trying to put my head straight, trying to take back control of my life, l was waiting something to "click" in a respond from myself to where am gonna go. Looking for a beginning" where to start, since, I dont haveto be worry about "war" preassure anymore. All I brought back with me is the experience that no one will except, my heart is fracture with all the things that the "Bible" condenms. And when you loose your grandparents one after the other, after they find out where his favorite grandson was and what he was doing! and people dont want to hear it, because they have their own problems dealing with it for so many years and still havent overcome it. Here, I am" with a
new problem for society to deal with it. But, after me will come many more! Bye, Edgardi
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