every morning
I would wake up
sick
worshipfully stalking
a praised up
fix
not once crossing my mind
just fucking
quit
the way I was living
the bullshit just
fit
hurtin searching
for the pain to
rid
I did it to myself
so to myself
I said
I can take this shit
until I realized
I was reaching my third
six
instantly I commenced
to trying to put a
slit
in my wrist
that's the pain in following my plan
only God has the fix.
©blessedup
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