How can I stay alive when nothing can help me?
When all I want to do is drink until I ache,
To smoke until I shake,
To cut until I break,
To never awake,
How can I stay alive when nothing can help me?
When all I want to do is say goodbye,
As I cry,
And sigh,
And fucking die,
How can I stay alive when nothing can help me?
Not words of fucking "positivity",
When my mind is full of horrid activity,
All of my sensitivities,
My brain feeling like it's in captivity,
How can I stay alive when nothing can help me?
I'm too far gone, I can barely thrive,
I can barely survive,
So why the fuck should I stay alive?
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Sanctuary
PoetrySanctuary Noun A place of refuge or safety. A place to call home. To feel safe, secure, like everything is fine. To find comfort in the little things, or even the big things. To feel safe with someone, something, or doing someth...
