blamed it on your situation this never ending cycle said no matter what, no matter when, no matter where broken heart claim yet I'm always picking up the pieces they broke
how I feel about the missed calls how I feel about the drug use how I feel about the lying how I feel about our situation how I feel about reality how I feel about the pain how I feel about with you how I feel without you
I saw your face yesterday I barley recognized who you've become Hallowed out jaw and forced smile That wasn't who you were around me Your soul has been ****** from your veins The very veins that are pumping the drugs through Your dead eyes spoke volume Eyes don't lie
the ****** took your mind bouts of rage and tiny pupils midnight FaceTime calling no help, you are falling track marks and empty staring my heart is tearing
how did we get here paying bills and losing homes losing children and our minds itching for a new life another death another tear choked up on pride too afraid to swallow it
you remember them it is hard to forget them they are burned into our memories everywhere we turn some you block out but others are imbedded into your skin how could a face leave scars, pain, sadness, or despair
Sun, moon, and all the stars that’s what you are to me I am wholeheartedly in love with who you were, who you are, and who you’ll become Love comes unexpectedly Sing me to sleep, my darling
don't get to see you grow old never hear your voice again losing your joyous smile the emptiness of your bedroom children wondering why your smell burns now
seeing him after years of feeling free from his grip jolting up straight, holding back tears, rapid breathing why does it still hurt so much the bruises went away, why can't you
Whether it be drugs, liquor, or people You have no remorse Ripping through towns like a tornado Look at all the damage caused Some messes cannot be cleaned.
heart is shattered in millions of pieces which piece are you going to follow if you follow at all hatred filling your veins without your consent but it wouldn't be the first time
We hope for the best but life works out in funny ways struggling to live and afford to be alive is this what we all couldn't wait for to be helpless struggling down and out when are we free
They take all parts of you until there’s nothing left Stuck with the memories of the trauma Do I grab the gun or the bottle So tainted from others hands Thoughts are drowning me
We mutilate to feel something We cry to heal something Struggling to breathe over the thought of you with someone else Bleeding to deal with the lies and insecurities Brain like scrambled eggs in the hot sun Skeleton shapes and clanking bones Is it enough yet
Opening of the mind during experiments Forever woke about mass happiness Waves of vibrations through your body Becoming completely zen with your inner self
It’s what we dwell on It’s what we cannot forget Something we’re trying to live down Breaks us down and buries the good The past isn’t always what it seems It’s either the beautiful yet sad Or it’s the ugly and damaging Pick
The month of your known PTSD. The month your life changed forever. Never forget the hands that bruised. The “man” who will never be sorry. Protect yourself during this time. This month is hard.
Relapse. It happens. Sometimes it feels so good, the adrenaline rush for the adrenaline ******. Sometimes you hate yourself more than you did before. The sweet yet incriminating taste of relapse. It happens.
Things happen for lots of reasons We may never know most of them but we will continue to believe everything happens for a reason Life works in ways that mostly hurt us So we grab that bottle whether it’s the pills or alcohol Drown your thoughts to feel human again Suffer in ways we can never explain Die knowing nobody gave enough of a f**k
Addies & Coke The go to for the go through Fill your nose Fill your throat Choose not to feel whats really hurting Desperately feigning They are lost between where to go and how to get there This really isn’t that simple, you see Watch them struggle and break all the rules
Sometimes we lose people for our own good That doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt like hell We get way more sad then we should I cannot change what has happened I guess I can only move on from here It will always hurt just know that I’m sorry things turned out to be so bad I wish you well even though you destroyed pieces of me You never deserved me in your life Your loss