She's drank till she can't remember
She's snorted holes in her brain
She's puked the stress away
She hasn't gambled, but what's the need? When she's already gambling her life away.
Monday, August 19, 2013
Suddenly She Gets Weak,
Hides under her blankets and doesn't speak.
Just thinks.
And then sinks into her darkness, her deep blue.
Hoping he will pull her out, she waits.
She knows its not right to be there, yet in a way it's comforting her.
She knows she strong, but tends to be tired of being strong for everyone and herself.
She knows she'll find her way.
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