My throat hurts from swallowing in those hurtful words
Those words that I try not to affect me
As I put the bottle against my lips and my voice becomes slurred.
As I stare at the annoyingly white ceiling that has somehow managed to become my best friend
I try to smash the **** out of it
As I know it won't take long for it to mend.
I'm such a ***** but I don't give a ****
I'll **** my life up
I live to take the mess and the hit.
I have emotions that people can easily break through
If you were to look at me
You could tell from any angle of view.
I'm just a girl who feels to much feelings
I want them to go away
And the time I have left won't be enough for healing.
So as I pour the alcohol and take the last shot
It feels as if I'm really going to die
But I'm ready to untangle myself from this naught.
Jul 31, 2015
Jul 31, 2015 at 5:18 AM UTC