Grim Reaper

the ledge tempts my toes the air forgeting that I once existed just one more step just one more but the teathers to the concrete keep me still

i was 13 when i walked into that room choked with smoke by cigarettes i wasnt allowed to touch i was 13 when i sat surrounded by old men teary eyed and red cheeked telling me i was sick i was 13 when i was condemned to be nothing but a sad shell swallowing her pain with booze i couldnt yet buy i was 13 when i decided there was nothing i could be or do or become because i was sick ill a menace to society so now im 23 bleary eyed and hung over flat broke with holes in my shoes because when you’re thirteen and they tell you you cant cure yourself you give up you let yourself fall down to the bottom you become all the things the teary eyed men told you you would be

tfw someone knows exactly what to say without you ever really telling them anything about your situation. das so nice. also stoned hammock cuddles at 4 am. das nice too