A spark, all it takes is that little spark of
Self doubt
Regret
Memories
Pain
For it all to come crashing down like a tidal wave
The spark that slowly burns her to the ground until she's nothing but lifeless ash
Drowning in the flashbacks. Every second, every tiny memory a reminder
The thoughts of the past clawing out of the darkness
Exhaustion taking over, making every breath feel like an eternity
All she wants is to drift away from this world as she falls asleep with the hope of leaving in her mind
Looking desperately for the relief she longs for so badly
Searching at the bottom of every bottle
Every cigarette
Every joint
Trying hopelessly to make the memories stop
Wanting for her life to become something worth living for
So she'll drown in her bad habits and endless mistakes until she can't remember anymore
YOU ARE READING
The Truth
PoetryThese aren't for pity or attention so don't give it to me. I write these because they are how I feel, no matter how bad they are. If you don't like it then don't read. ~Warning~ If you do not feel comfortable reading things that have to do with depr...
