The days seem to get longer and darker everyday , I light one up and take another shot , yeah things will get better if im not sober . I get hit once again slammed into the wall . yet i take that for im a piece of shit . No one knows what happens when the door shuts . They think I laugh smile and have a good time . But deep down inside im dead , have been for a very long time .
i didnt know what to do until i decided to move in with you again . The drugs came to me like little kid when i have candy . I would drink my problems away and smoke another blunk , everything seemed to be that much calmer for just a little while . then thats when you almost took my life . you had no idea .
thats the day i decided to turn my life around , look at me now dad , im strong sober and stopped cutting . youve fucked me up and tossed me out , your not going to get the best of me . I hope you know what youve created . im not stopping now .
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Why did you move back in with him? And what are you planning to do?