Another hit by life.Another cut deeper than the last. Having to go another day of sorrow to face the reality. Drugs to escape my pain only to come back worse than I started.Alcohol to dull the bitter taste only to see the sour. I let my life stop to only for it to crash anyway. I got in the wrong crowd to let them try to solve my problem when they added their own. Days feel like months,months feel like years I only get worse by the hours. I have to turn my life around before it takes me to the point of no return. I did my last drug and drink my last bottle.I cut off from the crowd that never helped. I got out of my house and made something of myself because of if my life wasn't worth something I wouldn't be going through this.Toughest part of healing is there comes pain.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Hearts unlocked
PoetryWhy can't I live without you? Why won't life seem worth it without you?What is it That you do to me that makes me feel this way? Just what is it that you do to me?
