Everyday I think about it.
So hard. Everyday.
I tell myself that I’m strong
But only a part of me really Believes it.
I’m falling And there’s nobody there to save me
Nobody there to pick up the pieces
Alone I struggle Helpless
Will I relapse?
What will happen if I do?
I want it so Badly.
I thought that I was done with this
I thought that I was stronger than this.
I really don’t know anymore.