I wonder!

To go forward was the only thing I ever knew. Never true to be alone without you. When I picked up the best you only chose to sustain the pressure of life’s agony that went on. All night you had me thinking you’ve gone. I was stressing then guessing when I’ll be ok. Will I be ok? It’s been too long fighting my mind this way. Living in nightmares only to lie here and consider the choice to hide or end it. To rot was my only option or to stop this curse aggravating my swerve of attraction. Now panicking but only packing in more of this strife hitting the core of my life with the tension of the dread. When will it end? Even then I was Living so mad only to be left sad or to think back to those years that went by. while people laughed, I smoked and found other higher classes of pain. I became troubled from the way all down to the floor. So i went on and found drug dealers torn turning into poem readers born in the only way they see us with no consequences. Marking the celebrations once again with no fear and no more pain!