I ask myself each and every day, How did it come to this.
When I think of you, I begin to feel this hate, for the person you truly loved and ironically, gave your life away.
It's really fu*king bullshit, and so hard for me to walkway. No words can express how I felt that day.
That motherfucker left an image in my brain, I fucking Hate you! You're insane! And don't tell me sh*t for heaven's sake.
Times moving slow, for it to fadeaway.
Scared and alone, castaway.
Should I just do Drugs in hopes to flyaway? Should I try heroin? I heard it makes you feel okay. If that's the price I have to pay. To forget. I wish to play.
I don't know where life will take me, and hope I don't make a big mistake.
Demons want to overtake. Like a fat kid with some cake. Once they're together it's hard to separate.
This pain I feel is something I never thought I would undertake. But best believe, I will never break.
Even though my thoughts are telling me Differently, and what I'm feeling Currently.
I guess things happen for a reason, Apparently.
For that reason alone, you will always see me sitting, Silently.
©justamind
J