moments of darkness that turned into hours
hours would turn days
days would turn into months
using would bring darkness
while numbing the light
even in light there would be more darkness
not seeing what was ahead
but only seeing what it didn't have for me
a future that was my past
more darker time with regrets
loosing money, time, and a place called mines
I crumbled!
then I cracked
the pillars that held my world up came tumbling down on me
turning to the bottle would be the answer
drinking every last drop
and drinking even more
until I stumbled
I could no longer hold myself up
I crashed and burned
Oct 26, 2014
Oct 26, 2014 at 4:47 PM UTC
moments of darkness that turned into hours
hours would turn days
days would turn into months
using would bring darkness
while numbing the light
even in light there would be more darkness
not seeing what was ahead
but only seeing what it didn't have for me
a future that was my past
more darker time with regrets
loosing money, time, and a place called mines
I crumbled!
then I cracked
the pillars that held my world up came tumbling down on me
turning to the bottle would be the answer
drinking every last drop
and drinking even more
until I stumbled
I could no longer hold myself up
I crashed and burned
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