full bottles, balloons, and puff the glass bowl
Another night now day to empty the soul
Deceptions, reflections and misconceptions
Mistrust, misuse, and abuse.
another night high flying, can't sleep now the shadows are crying
Addiction seeping in through her pores entangling and intertwining with reality
as the real her escapes further from life that bores
deeper into the dark broken mind of the an unknown lonely life
A new day dawning, a girl left yawning, a mind so still and quiet.
Knowing why and how her life is changing and still can't or won't stop the ride.
A journey not for the faint hearted, and not for one with true fear to hide.
Freedom being sought after, no purpose she is finding.
How does one clean up and move on when death is so inviting
Another night now day to empty the soul
Deceptions, reflections and misconceptions
Mistrust, misuse, and abuse.
another night high flying, can't sleep now the shadows are crying
Addiction seeping in through her pores entangling and intertwining with reality
as the real her escapes further from life that bores
deeper into the dark broken mind of the an unknown lonely life
A new day dawning, a girl left yawning, a mind so still and quiet.
Knowing why and how her life is changing and still can't or won't stop the ride.
A journey not for the faint hearted, and not for one with true fear to hide.
Freedom being sought after, no purpose she is finding.
How does one clean up and move on when death is so inviting
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