It feels as good as the first time in years
So much better than the tears
A high like no other
Until I come down
Then it will be time
For the next go round
Euphoria
Euphoria
So damn high
Wanting
But unable
Unable to die
Am I spiraling
Yeah I guess
But this feels good
I digress
Feeling euphoric in my drunken state
Releasing the junk
That's on my plate
It's placating
Placating until they see
The demons
The darkness inside of me.
I was walking at work one day when I heard a small still voice say "get ready". It stopped me in my tracks because there was no one else around other than myself. Get ready? Get ready for what? "Get ready". In my heart, I knew what it meant but I was and somewhat am not so much reluctant but anxious about what was ahead of me.
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