Can there be any hope if I was brought up by a drunk
father
Tried everything I could not to become the monster
like my father
But instead I'm alot worse condition than him altogether
The demon I inherited only got darker and bigger
Living in the past made life's dish taste bitter
Running from pain drinking liquor by the liter
Praying to the sky he'll guide me to the answer
Because I hope cleaning out my closet will finally give
Me closure
Thoughts from a fallen angel trying to be God's soldier
©droneking
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