I drown down these thoughts
with alcohol
But the only one drowning is me
Sinking deeper— taking my toll
Though i know
i must not let this be
I've been trying to keep afloat
—for days
Planed my escape,
In many ways
Still, I end up at the bottom
With the bottom of a bottle above,
In the abyss all i could fathom
Is that everything I had have
— left,
The darkness and freezing cold felt
right,
As limbs stopped struggling,
These knees knelt
Apr 7, 2022
Apr 7, 2022 at 12:59 AM UTC
I drown down these thoughts
with alcohol
But the only one drowning is me
Sinking deeper— taking my toll
Though i know
i must not let this be
I've been trying to keep afloat
—for days
Planed my escape,
In many ways
Still, I end up at the bottom
With the bottom of a bottle above,
In the abyss all i could fathom
Is that everything I had have
— left,
The darkness and freezing cold felt
right,
As limbs stopped struggling,
These knees knelt
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