Posted in Writing

Deconstructing Life

You’re face down again
A wild party is left in your destruction
As I walk through your place
I can’t help but step over the pile of bodies

You’re nothing like I thought you would be
You haven’t grown up
You haven’t changed

I left for 2 weeks
Never heard a word from you

Your disease took over you
You drowned yourself and took everyone with you

I couldn’t explain for a moment or make excuses for you anymore
You hit rock bottom
I’m tired of the destruction
I’m tired of the clean up

You say I’m your cure
I can’t stay with you
I can’t protect you from yourself 24/7

You’re using me as your savior
You have to save yourself
Like the rest of us

Put away the bottles
Seek help
Stop seeking a one time high
Because when you float back down
You’ll still exist, though….
Your body is still wrecked and I’m still gone

Author:

"My personality is basically a mix between a needy 5 year old, a rebellious teenager making bad life choices and a 80 year old woman whose tired and needs a nap." - Luna @bpdNymph I love so hard because I know how it feels to be loved so little Labels : : Gamer, Yarn Artist, DM, Hopeful Romantic

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s