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every time I hit rock bottom there is a new rock bottom that awaits me its darker there and full of more self-hatred
Disappear into the billowing ashesof the shell of the former,Galvanized by the chaotic world.Jettison values of oldTo adapt to the cruelty of the human mind.
I am enigma,
Have you ever started to fall? And you realize that you’re falling And you know if you don’t catch yourself soon enough; it’ll turn into crawling.
My life is a spiral going down, down, down I can't stop until I finally find rock bottom CRASH! I am here I have finally hit rock bottom I don't know what to do or how to respond
There’s no rocks at my bottom They’re up in smoke Or held as evidence And these events set precedence To my current residence My bottoms a clean slate A scratched up plate