Not ready to explain, but I've got something to drain.
Thought I was able to pull through this. But can't do it especially when I'm supposed to drown her in gifts.
Some part of me wants to beg and plead. Having to difficult time not even pills will help me I'm a have to grieve.
Some dark **** ready to achieve, yet I'm here ready to believe.
Woke up thinking, was tempted to start drinking.
Someone help me! I need to be held.
Pull that trigger before I beg for a shot.
But you say it's not meant to be I'm just a bittersweet thought.
I can change, but the past is still in range.
Thought i was her main, now I'm on a pill and hoping to keep me sane. Tears falling and ***** a dramatic change.