I do suppose,
That little pill,
Has done its deal,
in sealing me away,
or at least,
the part of me I wish I'd never see.
The lack of write,
represents my lack of fight,
bittersweet.
i love nothing more but to speak,
these little lines.
these broken skies, however,
never suited me well.
This isn't goodbye,
just,
see you later,
when there's something,
something to fight.
For those scared of taking the first step towards treatment, don't be afraid. you never know how amazing the change can be.
