I feel the tears streaming down my face

I feel my reality closing in

I know i do wrong

But i run because of fear

I hide behide my ignorance

There are other ways to deal

Yet i chose the path of destruction

I would rather die then heal

My life has turned upside down

I am depended in these habits

I have lost myself in deadly habits

My only escape from reality are alcohol, pills, and razors

alcohol will make me forget

Pills will make me happy

Razors will make me feel like only i can hurt myself

Alcohol is my friend

Pills are my refugee

Razors are my relieve

I feel lost in this vicious cycle

An everyday thing

I feel there eyes on me

They can see right through me

But then i think of my friend, my refugee, and my relieve

And suddenly i don't care

I can't face reality

I runaway to hide

I remember all the emotions i felt to make me take this path

i know i do wrong

But if you can't accept me and handle the reality WHAT ARE YOUR STILL DOING HERE??

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