Went to my grandma for advice today.

She gave the best advice I could get. Even a therapist, doctor, officer of the law and a scientist can't beat granny's advice. She is just too kind for me and beloved by me.

Where were u at when i just wanted to die
Where were u at when i couldn't breathe
Where were u at were u at when i was crying my eyes shut?
Where u at when i couldn't sleep because i was over thinking..
But here you are texting me at 3:am

Light me up inside
Flick a spark in my soul
To spread like a wildfire
I want to feel the sensation
The warm glow
As the depths of my darkness
All of my rotting flesh
Pale, torn, bruised
Is revived
The sickness cured
At least
For a little while

I can feel it
Closing its cold fingers
Tight around my throat
I want to fight for my life
But I can’t move
Its poison
Running unobstructed
Through my veins
Into my heart
Into my brain
Everything goes fuzzy
I’m so confused
My head is swimming
Reeling
It’s taking over me
I’m losing control
I want to let go
What if I give in?
Would it be so bad?
I’m forgetting to fight
My body is weak
Stumbling and staggering
I don’t think I can take it
I’m letting go
I’ll never have peace
If I keep fighting it
So why not
Just let it
Take over?