Chapter 15- Killing me Slowly

Making a journey forward won't always mean it'll be positive. I'm falling apart again...These thoughts are inescapable, aren't they?

'You're the reason for everything that's gone wrong.'

'You're nothing, you say you love them, but I don't think you  mean it.'

'I know your secrets. Mood swings are frequent. I know depression resting on your heart for a multitude of reasons.'

'If this bottle could talk.'

'Everything is your fault.'

'I'm fucked up, but I ain't as fucked as you!'

'You, just can't get it right. I should've killed you a long time ago.'

'You should've taken that jump a long time ago.'

I couldn't handle my issues at the end of the day, and now I'm back here with nothing to show for it any longer.

They won.

I feel as if, I'm being pulled into this abyss again, but I'm not trying to stop it this time. I'm simply enjoying it, and almost as if this is natural.

Somebody save me from myself, yeah.