My dear friend

I know how you feel

Life has so many twists and turns leading you
In the wrong direction

but you have to keep strong don't give in to your demons they will **** you

I'm so broke


All the cuts and bruises on my arm could tell a story
But that is the path I have chosen to walk


Sitting here in this dark room waiting for the end

It is so complex I know
But I cannot fall



but I must live another sunrise for you my dear beloved friend


but some days it is hard to breathe

like a dying man who's so far away
trying to fight for every last breath


those days are the worst

some nights I find myself talking to The Man in the mirror

clearly it looks like he's falling apart

I tried to help him pick up the pieces he keeps pushing me away

now I don't speak to him no more


that's another friend I have lost

who do I talk to now....

now I fine my self outside this November night to Greek the Man in the Moon

he is silent just like usual

looking down at me with disgust

but I cannot judge you because you are alone just like I am

I would like to wish you a good night my dear old friend....