'2019' 'mental health' 'Abuse' 'relationships' 'drug abuse'
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Rays of the sun beaming.
Overdosing upon day dreaming.
Of what we could
become instead of
what we're being.
Million dollar wishing,
Meanwhile penny pinching is the life
we're living.
I didn't think that getting older would be as bad as getting sober
It’s like my mind's been trynna to escape me
Suicide thoughts, been having them on the daily
Anxiety of Argos
The man breathes wisps of vape smoke
Kinding the twitches
And thoughts that churn the covers in a teenage bed
What do you see
When you see my eyes?
You may see who I have been.
You may see who I want to be.
But all I want to be is he.
He who is whole.
Tic-Tac-Toe. Three in a row.
I must confess, I'm cold. Baby, I'm cold.
I'm a heartbreaker. But love fills our lungs like air and we must breathe it in.
