there is a dark emptiness within. slowly growing as the time passes. some days it shrinks away, others it expands and nearly consumes all. there is a desperate need to fill that void: inhale the nicotine release the darkness within that smoke. swallow the fire, that numbs the mind.
Quite often I find myself wondering, Questioning my existence Is all the pain and drama worth it? Every hurtful word, Every tear, Every cut, Every bruise, Every cigarette, Every bottle, Every anything, Is anything worth it?
Fear her She may be small She may be young But she is a force to be reckoned with If she let's you in Do not hurt her You'll understand why you should Fear her She may be small She may be young But she knows how to cause pain Not physical pain But the worst kind of pain Emotional pain Hurt her and she'll make you miserable
Save me I'm falling Farther and farther Down the rabbit hole I can't get out Help me I'm begging My hand reaches out Grasping the air Hoping to find a hand Rescue me I trapped in this hole I cannot break out Not alone Only you can save me now