Pieces of a Prayer

I'm finally let out. How long?

8 years. Jesus...

Now what?  

They said I would find my way. 

I don't believe I know what I need because everything I thought I needed left and they were not a thing of need anyway, but an experience. So then I need experiences I think. But, I don't know if I know what I want to experience. Sex yes. Happiness, that's standard right? Understanding mostly. I like drugs, most drugs and coffee. But, I quit drugs and haven't found what I want since then. They said I would find my way, that it wouldn't be bottomless. That I wouldn't fall forever. I am still falling.