pray that inner light makes us blind
then we'll be of cloud coult
always scared of getting followed by ballons
my own projection from heavens below
yearning i still think about you and have
seen and felt your ghost
the ethereal dance i still struggle with
my drinking it started when i started
seeing less of you looking at perfect creatures
was like looking in a mirror only hurt and pain
lay my eyes on i have lost but g*d does this for a reason
yes im sober and yes i love you
a/n: im high but i wanna edit this later also have more to post tomorrow probably from today :+)
ik my journey is to reach sobriety through this writing process but lmao
