….the bottle
The pills will make you insane
And if you don’t maintain your feelings
Your brain has already found a way
Instead you watch your hands shaking
The room is spinning, you’re getting dizzy, losing focus
And your thoughts are filled with images of a man in a red suit
Whispering ugly truths…
How did you get lost?
How did it get out of control?
You were on a right path
Then you turned left
Spiraling down a rabbit hole
Digging again another grave
Don’t make rock bottom your home
And tears are okay
Keep filling the jar
It’s been rough but not rough enough to get stuck
Don’t let it consume you
Don’t let the ghost possess you
Can’t you feel your breathing?
Your heart beating?
There’s still life worth living
Keep your eyes on the horizon
See the sun?
See the reflection?
Do you see it?
Do you remember?
Why you’re fighting?
Why you lasted this long?
How far you’ve gone?
Why are you drowning yourself when you know how to swim?
You can rise above
Don’t touch…
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