I'm Drifting...
Like a raft upon the ever turbulent sea.
The life i knew before is the island out of sight
i need a life line
i need a bottle
so i can send a message to you...
To come and save me from myself...
My ridiculous, overreacting, stupid,pathetic, angry, depressed,self-loathing and despicable self
I need to close to wounds i never let heal
i want to stop not being me
I want to be the person i was.
When did i become so corrupted?
Where did I go wrong?
What the hell is wrong with me?
Why am I going against myself?
How did I get so low?
WHO AM I?
My friends seem to be leaving...
but it is I who is abandoning them.
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