#surivival
It is clear to me on this dark night
That alcoholism is a temporary plight.
I do not wish her death,
But continue like this and she'll meet its breath.
I must hold myself together,
Exist throughout stormy weather;
Glue my pieces together with resilience
Understand my own brilliance.
I will survive this all,
Rise up against suicide's call.
This will not be my end,
It is always possible to mend.
Jan 12, 2016
Jan 12, 2016 at 9:41 PM UTC