I remember the hopelessness the feeling of desperation
Sadness, depression, also suicidal ideation
Longing for connection while stuck in isolation
Chilling in the pit of addiction yet wanting to change
Can you understand the restriction of a negative mind frame?
When things are the same day after day
Wanting to talk not knowing what to say
To someone willing to sit with you in the dark
Yearning for love yet missing the spark
Hoping the clouds will part and some light will shine through
But there's a rattle in your chest your broken heart from the things your ex did to you
Holding on so tight to all those loving memories
Crying night after night ' just someone love me please'
Looking for an angel searching for a loving helping hand
You go to rehab and start to heal yourself the best way you can
Realizing what you were searching for was yourself all along
& no one can help you right all your wrongs
Fighting with step work & yearning to be free
So you can truly live your life and at last, feel complete
About the Creator
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