Drinking has become my solitude. It's when I drink that I can let my self go and pretend for a while that nothing is real. I don't really know what's going on anymore. But I wish it would end. I feel like I no longer belong here and that I'm not even in control of my body. I think someone else is here, talking, acting like nothing wrong, but it's not me. I don't want to be fixed. People say that I need help but I'm fine being like this, it's become my EVERYTHING. Don't try and fix me. I am broken and there's no-one that can help me anymore.
I've
Descended
to
the
Darkest
Depths
And I
Can
No
Longer
See
the
Light.
There is no escape for me. I'm in it's grasp and IT will not let me go. I've committed sins, far too many.
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