Tag: Recovery

Inside My Mind

I’ve accepted I will always feel a little lost inside my mind And live in darkness from time to time

Kind Hearts

My kind heart has been broken so many times By saving others and not myself

My Typewriter

Any night I’d like to be home with my typewriter and a glass of red wine

You Are More Than A Number

Scales are society’s way of telling you that your worth is tied to a number

Familiarity

Many are afraid of the dark But I prefer to sit in it alone

Keep Pushing Forward

My recovery has never been a straight line I have relapsed time and time again But I keep pushing forward Doing what I can

Sad Eyes

Pour me a glass of brandy And tell me the story behind your sad eyes

Price To Live

There was a time when I thought I could touch the moon and fly away on a shooting star And there was a time when I held pink pills in my palm listening to death’s sweet whispers Now I trade my “genius” for stability…

Dancing With Death

I dance with death each day A bittersweet melody with a slow rhythm A dark room with a small candle for light The longer we dance The brighter the flame Teaching me to always hold on to hope

Choose To Stay

Everytime I came so close to death I wanted to live And that is enough for me To choose to stay