JUSTlike: so.
OKAY, things talked out, and it's all PG 13 now.
I've fallen into the blue again, I can't even lift myself off the floor. Only motivation is more to drink. It makes me sad knowing when left alone, this is what becomes of me. Is it the medication? Or am I too far gone for the saving..? I cut last night. There, I said it.. Felt so good.. I wanted more. I still do. I want to hide, and never leave this blue hole.
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And a polite nod.
And This,
ISMY journey.
One wobbled, stumbled, and tumbled.
ISMY view.
From under the weight of monsters, from under the glow of stars.
ISMY Story.
In which a blip of time happens to wander a soul.
IS my discovery of self.
One wobbled, stumbled, and tumbled.
ISMY view.
From under the weight of monsters, from under the glow of stars.
ISMY Story.
In which a blip of time happens to wander a soul.
IS my discovery of self.
A slight wave,
And a polite nod.
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No point to far gone, that still can't be fetched from the dark depth's.
ReplyDeleteStay strong, hun. <3
ReplyDeleteKeep your head up. Take a hold of your mind and force it into place. It's not easy but take's patient's and a will not to give in.
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