Turning Point

An odd look back on a fork taken

What was the year that changed your life

Were you ready for it

Was it a change for the better/worse

1974 was my crossroad

New Year's Eve of '73 was fine

Nothing bad, just a New Year's Disney celebration that was rained out

In hindsight, this was the harbinger of the cracks forming

I was too stupid to see

Drugs, sexual desires and an ego that needed a daily massage from new companions

This was taking control of my life

How f*****g stupid I was

I loved her and fucked her friend

In the end, the one I truly loved got fucked in the end

Not love, ego

More and more dope

Weed, speed, acid and women; whatever was available

Hanging with people that seemed like friends

They weren't

She was my best friend and when we split

It was not in anger or rage - it was silent

Like a candle's wick slowly losing its flame

Words dried up and I lost my life when she left: 1974

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