Let me tell you how I blew away my worries one time.
At least that was what I thought when I sat to just pass time.
What happened to this guy, what was his crime?
In my teen days, I had most adventures alone and in my way.
Talked to a few, same thing, nothing new, everyday.
Ventured into being sentimental with a beauty.
And it turned out to be my darkest history.
Creative but naive when it came to these cutties.
Sometimes she was a multi day roomie, some lines are freaky.
Family days was much better with lots of friends getting closer and hoping for closure.
This was a great life with all sleek and fine, till a dawn text ruined it all.
All connections I had with everyone else gone in weeks, that was a free fall.
Some losses at some stages took a great toll on a naive, simple mind.
Too young, yet saw betrayal in its truest form.
New series of mind attacks and sleepless nights, forced in a few pills for a start.
The high rather got easier, socializing became harder.
Long walks at the beach loaded enough to shoot a star or something bigger.
Only to see myself caught up in moments ,which I saw life to be much easier.
I could waste away some hours after a day, keeping my pen at bay.
Was too ashamed to write all these pains and shames away.
High rate of overdose on pills became a daily drill.
Cowardly running away, whenever the depression sets in.
Chasing away any form of social attraction, didn't want anyone to be the next punching bag I'll be hitting.
A mind filled with questions no one would want to answer, that distortion needed to be stilled.
Learning in months, how I have been wasting my days.
Chasing a needle in a stack of hays.
Letting down folks and breaking hearts ,there's a lot I wish I could outlay, but this is okay.
Figured out my lost ways and days, became alive and alright and kept the living factor in check and in play.
You can blame it on the chronic depression and all the daily stressing.
You can blame it on the sheer ignorance and recalcitrance of my persona.
I see the messed up ways to be a form of building character.
Family, lovers and the closest of people can leave you in seconds.
You may really regret the high, if you do reckon.
All the rise and fall, could make you the brightest beacon.
©ebofreeman
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