tap tap tap this is all I have, done tried to beat the fight with a mind that is warped, done tried my very best to make it through without any prevail..
So now I will stay in this room, guard this door, guard the door that leads to her room, make sure I got a point across...
As I sit and bitch about some shit that I can't stop I must ponder this one thought, if I am so scared and lonely if I want to stay sober, why am I still laying here on my ass I know what I must do why am I acting a fool..
This has become me against all of them, this has become a make believe trap I am not stuck any kind of way I just have not found the correct way out of this maze..
I think it's because a bond I had to a drug that I thought had no hold on me and really didn't no that the hold was as tight as ever..
I release this bond from this drug that had a hold that I didn't know I am bonded no longer
nor do I desire the effects of you. there is no want for the high that you produce it's not even fun to me anymore...
you are no longer obligated to me, I no longer will be held captive to a you.
As I release this drug that I has had this bond on me I will also relieve the people in the world in which revolves around this drug that bonded me here I didn't know I was bonded to....
This is my answer and I shall set myself free from my on war...
Angela Oaks
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