I don't understand what you mean to me.
Is it friendship?
Is it lust?
You're gone now and I still don't understand.
Was it friendship?
Was it lust?
Aug 21, 2013
Aug 21, 2013 at 12:38 AM UTC
I shouldn't have just relapsed over
You.
I shouldn't be on the brink of suicide because of
You.
Aug 17, 2013
Aug 17, 2013 at 2:45 AM UTC
There are hundreds of reasons the oceans could dry up.
But what about the oceans in your eyes?
The ones that would fill every night over
him
and
self pity.
What happens when they dry up?
All of my oceans are gone.
I am a dried up sea of no emotion.
Aug 15, 2013
Aug 15, 2013 at 12:42 AM UTC
I have to keep reminding myself that relapse is a part of recovery.
But what's recovery even worth when all you think about is
slicing your wrists
and
bleeding out your problems.
Aug 15, 2013
Aug 15, 2013 at 12:25 AM UTC
A bottle of *****
That's all it takes to let out bottled feelings.
Aug 12, 2013
Aug 12, 2013 at 1:55 AM UTC
My eyes are droopy
My tongue is swollen
My throat is burning
My heart hurts
Aug 12, 2013
Aug 12, 2013 at 1:16 AM UTC
I don't want to find out the hard way just how strong I am.
I don't want to suffer anymore to find my strengths.
Aug 10, 2013
Aug 10, 2013 at 12:23 AM UTC
They say time heals everything, I think that's ********
It's been seven ******* years and I've still never quite recovered from it.
Aug 10, 2013
Aug 10, 2013 at 12:20 AM UTC
I can drink a 40 and let every single secret pour out.
I can cough out smoke and cough out feelings.
But I can't stay sober and say a single thing to anyone.
Aug 10, 2013
Aug 10, 2013 at 12:17 AM UTC