Two
such a small number right?
Well.. two cuts took my 309 day sobritey and flushed it right down the toilet.
but regret wont bring the days back,
it wont bring anything back
It will just throw me farther down.
What the hell is this?
What is it that we are all fighting for and that we all crave so badly?
Love?
No because I had that and it only made it worse.
But was that really love?
Was that real?
Or was it a teaser, to what's ahead.
There is someone else out there for me,
And I know right where she is.
I've been played one too many times to let her get away again...
I hit a hard place last nighht and it all came flooding too fast. I hit my weakstop and I cracked.
three hundred nine days
Would have been a year this summer
But I just... lost sight of what was good.
And I... just want to talk to her.. but she doesnt seem to want to talk to me.
I've been disdracting myself for so long that I couldn't cut, and then all the distractions got taken away and so I caved... writing came second. But I realized last night my best writings come to me when I'm in a pshycotic state of mind.
Uhg someone save me from this slump...
I just wanna talk to her...
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My Silenced Cries
PoetryThis isn't a story, its not a fairy tale, its nothing but what goes through my head and what makes me... me? There is no happy ending, just life's ups and downs. Ranting and venting, things I can't tell people face to face. These are the silenced cr...
