Lost in her world, while i got lost in mine.
i start to feel weak,
weak as in i have been tortured and beat.
Im laying there higher than ive ever been in a long time as i take another hit.
I start to hear the voices in my head screaming at me telling me what in the hell is wrong with me ?
as the demon that has taken over takes me by the throat and then suffocates me telling me how pathetic is look.
As i let one tear out and...
Wednesday 14th September 2016 1:16 am
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