I'm not o k a y
they tell me I'm not
they say you're not worth it, that you should give up
everyday is a nightmare
I live in the shadow of physical
& softly hum the words of verbal
I'm l o s t in the past of alcohol & pain
I'm l o s t in the present of blades & emptiness
I'm l o s t in the future of life or death
I'm intoxicated on pain & high on the nightmares
I'm lost inside of myself
I choose not to give up because I'm afraid of falling back down
whats the point of leaving if you're already here?
eventually,

maybe.
a.c.