Help me I’m falling,
I cannot do this alone.
Please stop me crying.
Because I can’t stop on my own.
You may promise to catch me,
but I’m not good for you.
Because how can you catch me
when you’re falling too.
I long to feel normal,
Because nothing seems clear.
Once I was afraid to die.
Now death I don’t fear.
Some things don’t matter,
But this one thing is so true.
Keep living this life Baby.
And I’m gonna lose you.
And we, We really do matter.
You’re whom I live for.
So I’m making you this promise,
and finally saying baby no more.
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This poem was written many years ago when everything around me fell apart I wanted to escape reality and even after been clean for close to seven years, I once again took another journey to a place I don’t like to go. I live with my addiction everyday of my life for the rest of my life. Its a battle not just a fight. I try to learn from my mistakes, but I am nowhere near perfect so I can not promise I won’t slip and fall again, but I will always stand back up brush the dirt off and keep going…..
