Wednesday, September 16, 2015

Wash away.

Here I sit,
Drinking my sorrow,
Away once again,
Flashing back to when,
There was still a time,
To look ahead,
When I used to say,
If only I am 21,
Then I will be,
Finally free,
Yet I am not,
Still as bound,
To the ground,
As anyone else...
So I drink,
And drink,
Until I sink,
Into the alcohol,
Til all of my problems,
Have been,
Washed away...

Kill me inside out and outside in, your the only one
that wants me to die.. -- Agnus and Julia Stone, Yours.


















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