It sucks being poor.... 
I’m not talking about being low on money. I’m talking about having no money. Zip, zero, nada, not one fucking quarter! Notice I say quarter, since pennies really don’t do you any good unless you have a zillion of them. I borrowed money on my car, two weeks later I find out that my car has a blown head gasket, the same day I find this out my phone gets cut-off. The next week I find out I have a cavity in one of my front teeth which I can’t get fixed until I get more$$$. I have borrowed from so many people I have done forgot who I borrowed from. I have run-out of resources to get more money. My light bill is past due and I’m just waiting till the day when I will have to light my candles. I have a half a pack of smokes left. My cabinets are bare of food and I have to eat supper with the next-door neighbors. I am out of my medication and I am already a manic-depressive, thus it only makes it worse under these extreme circumstances. By the way, if you take Paxil, could you spare a few my way? I do not have a full-time job. The job I do requires travel plus some expenses like gas. And we all know that gas is more valuable than gold right now. Besides I have a blown head gasket or a cracked head, remember? I do not have any money for another vehicle. I am deep in a hole and I have no body to help me out, like I said before, I used all my resources. So I guess I will sit here and go crazy since I am out of my medication and let my tooth rot since I have no money to get it filled. By the way, how is your life going? This is how mine is coming along. I feel like a walking zombie. And when I do sleep I have nightmares, bad ones. Upon awakening I feel like I haven’t slept any. I’m to busy trying to escape the boogieman that is constantly chasing me in my dreams. Sleep use to be my escape, but now sleep is worse than my waking reality. I get no relief from either direction. The other night I was hugging the toilet and when I looked at my vomit I could see the devil staring back at me. Life has gotten really bad. Suicide seems like a great idea; however, I don’t believe I could muster up enough energy to do the deed. Besides, I can’t afford any medication to do it and I have pawned all my guns. I am trapped within a living hell. Here there are no flames, only coldness, darkness and emptiness. There is a hell and there is a heaven, I believe hell resides right here on earth and I am smack down in the center of its force. Do you have any suggestions? Can I take any fucking requests? How about a little AC/DC, “Highway to Hell”. You could come over and visit me. I promise you want get sucked in, I was sucked in a long time ago. It would just probably spit you back out. However a little company may do me some good. I am just rambling now, aren’t I? Is there anybody out there like me? Is there anybody out there that is luckier than I am? I remember a little something I read a while back. It goes like this: Once there was this man who was stuck in a pit. He was trapped for several days. He tried with all of his might to climb out of this hole. He would almost reach the top by digging his nails deep within the earth, only to slid back down. Finally he set down and gave up. Then someone appeared above. The man screamed for help. Then the person jumps down in the pit with him. The man says, “why did you jump in here with me, now we are both trapped”. The person looks at the man and says, “don’t worry I have been here before and I know a way out”.