July 15, 2020

 

Never thought I would be that person who lost it all because of drug.

Never thought I would befriend the devil and stand at his side.

Never thought I would become the victim without a purpose.

The world I created crumbled down like a house of cards. 

That so-called love all it brought was pain.

Never thought I would have to fight a war again myself. 

Ashamed to say that I tore myself apart.

I still find myself attracted to the pain. 

I reopen old wounds trying to feel again.
I know it will all end the same way.

Lie to my self and say that I have it all under control when I know it is all a lie.

Every time the sun rises, I feed myself that lie once again.