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Dec 2021
I can already feel it...
Please don't let it like before.
I need water.
I need light.
I need to know what I am doing.

I don't want to end up like before:
Vomiting my guts out,
Praying that I don't die,
Not before the flush.

I've drunk enough.
I've had enough.
Please don't let me spend
The night before the flush.

I've had enough.
God knows
I'm sorry.

Please...
I beg...
No more.
Not until the sunlight.
Not untilβ€”
Not no more.

I swear...
No more.
I swear...
No more.
Not until sunlight...
Anymore.
A struggle with alcohol and all it's manipulative sensations.
Written by
James  23/M/Nevada
(23/M/Nevada)   
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   Bogdan Dragos and Aishu
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