Late night thoughts

Anger burst from my tongue as vile poison
Damaging relationships when i feel low
Deep regrets and struggling with dispair
Smiles worn mask a drowning facade
Losing touch with who I am behind a mountain of bills
Fighting to remind myself of who i am
Stuck at the bottom of a bottle trying to find my peace
Trying anything to put my mind to sleep
I say I'm fine but ever grow closer to the sweet divine
Each day i walk a fine line between love and self destruction
I pray for help but my soul seeks freedom.

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