right when I get high
someone pushes me back down
it's a constant daily battle
and I keep falling
falling
falling deeper into a hole
this is my life.
I want to fly.
but the only way I know how,
is to become an angel
{m.s.}
YOU ARE READING
alone in my thoughts
Poesíathis is my way of catching my breath this is my way to stop crying this is my road to recovery this is my protection if you have something rude to say, please read another story and keep your thoughts to yourself.
