I resulted in doing things to cope with the pain
washing away the sorrow
watching my soul break down in the rain
living every day with a heart that’s hollow

I mixed all that anxiety powder with liquor to keep my leveled
listening to the voices within my head
stepping further away from God & closer to the devil
not caring if I live to see tomorrow or if I end up dead

Life took too many turns for the worst & I wasn’t ready
losing myself thru the feeling
looking death in the face & telling it I’m ready
pills & alcohol was my only source for the right healing
I’m only free from pain when I’m intoxicated
can’t cope with what’s killing me, life & emotions never fully cooperated
Never wanted to admit I was an addict until life was almost cut short
but I guess when you back is against the wall, death seems like the only resort

☆ Poetic Venxm ☆