Standing in the mirror never seeing myself
my death can turn to heaven when your living in hell
Fat but not jolly
Never popped molly
learning from my folly
****** a sinking couch where I smoke tree
The best is what came out of me
Worst was all my apathy
Losing a battle of wits when my mind keeps attacking me
My words could leave whelps
although the pills never help;not really but who the **** can I tell
stress digging me deep I could live in a well
Got 99 problems and its all mental health.
Nov 20, 2013
Nov 20, 2013 at 2:28 PM UTC
You were my star
A distant ray of memory
Transcendent of my woes
The sword against my enemies
Your bright eyes with no white lies offered me synergy
A pillar for my mind to rest
stability;your fertility.
Sep 8, 2013
Sep 8, 2013 at 4:31 PM UTC