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The bottle read, CAUTION:KEEP OUT OF REACH OF CHILDREN, He stayed a kid in his mind. Little did we know, A body, So pale, we would find.
Behind the walls, Collecting, pondering it all. Afraid to look down, I know I'll fall. Inside the walls, I hear it all. Whispers, temptation, cries & calls. Addiction locking itself in.
We're not in Eden anymore. It's not hidden inside a packet, or a pill box or a glass bottle. No longer is the heartache worth the fruit's allure - The poppies are withering, the grasses now barren.
Watching you destroy yourself And take us down with you Words don't make any difference There's nothing left I can do You don't care about you so what hope have we got.
He can't hear He only listens to himself To his addiction His inner need and not to help Gone are the days When he was happy and free He's now in a dark world Where the bottle has the key No one can...
Recently I've been Finding joy at The bottom of An empty bottle, Doesn't matter What as long as Alcoholic content Is above a good 5%, And I drink until I don't miss you, Until the love, The hate, The...
#nightdwellers Tonight I'm living on a diet Of pain and nails and pins, Drinking down break fluid To slow the mess I'm in.
Now when I was just a nipper, It was really cool to smoke, Everybody did it even doctors (it's no joke), They'd sell em off to kiddies, In shops and everywhere, And you could smoke just when you...
She twists, She turns, Trapped in that mirrored jewellery box of hers, Spinning, Spinning for all of eternity for us to see.
~really beautiful song, my favorite really sad though.
WARNING: Swear words used. Not suitable for children. ----------- I picked up a habit and I can't shake it. Ten quid a pop and I can't pay for it.
It's a capital offence these days to tell the truth and not believe. I lay my secrets out on the table and hide my feelings underneath.
#acmc Is it a bolt of lightning, Sudden, fast, frightening, Or is it a mature whiskey, Growing slowly stronger, but still risky, Perhaps a balloon gently filling, Or is it poison...
Looking at the sallow pale face How ever did you get to this place.
Take the needle from your arm, You were once so full of charm You poisoned your mind, You poisoned my heart, One of a kind, Now you're ripped apart Your silver-grey eyes Once glistened like...
#augustwriteaday #run Run home Runaway Rag tag Existence Living Day to day Skinny legs Holes at Your knees Oversized Hoodie Dirty sleeves You used To sell Dreams Of bigger Better Things Now...
I look around,. And all I see,. Is black walls all around me,. I try to run,. I try to hide,. I try to escape the devil that's inside,. All the hurt is still here,. Hidden beneath,. All my fear,.
She said one hit wouldn't hurt. Instant nirvana while blood spurts. Floating above pain and misery. Found paradise where I can be free. Seconds of bliss made it worthwhile.
Its never easy to quit a habit that has given you comfort through the years of ups and downs.
Won't you stay, Just for one more drink, We've already gone over the brink. Won't you drink, Just a little more, It can't hurt, I'm sure. Won't you stay, Don't you worry, We're in no hurry.
Started having a few beers with my mates. Every Saturday night drinking till late. Then the weekend got longer. The urge became stronger. Friday was the start of a three day binge.
She was once a loving woman. Feisty and strong with opinion. Always been a bit too head strong. No man stuck around for too long. When they did she pushed them away.
He is a alcoholic. He works on oil platforms for two weeks, home three weeks. When he's there he can't drink, but when he gets home it's all he does.
Knew something wasn't right As I lay awake last night. Today my ex's mother rang, Told me news about him that's made my heart pang.