Life can be unfair. You get beat to the ground and kicked when you’re down. You think you’re improving and you’ve got a plan set in stone then something happens and you might have to move home. Trying to prove myself not to you or them but me,myself and I. I need to open my wings and let myself fly.
A week ago I was in a tough spot.. drowning my sorrows in liquor and drugs to feel the euphoria I had lost. Going to bed with a mascara stained face and waking up feeling no pain. Numbness and emptiness was all I had felt after the drugs had done their job and got rid of my self doubt.
SO WHAT he got out of jail.. be thankful that he’s so far away and you’re not so frail. He can’t hurt you don’t give him the power you’re stronger now and you’re not a delicate flower. You’re a rose with thorns ready to prick if he comes anywhere near you..
YOU’RE STRUGGLING.. with bills they keep piling up.. well Kelcie you know you might be able to save if you stopped getting fucked up. You’re the solution to all of your problems stop blocking yourself and causing you unnecessary problems. Be thankful you have a roof over your head and warm heat to soothe you at night.. stop self harm or you could lose it all.. you’ve got this keep standing tall.
WORKING TO LIVE.. or living to work? You were so depressed last week you stayed in bed and didn’t get up.. making people worry and your career take a hit.. you lost your motivation and over what? An old man that fucked your life up already enough. Stop giving in don’t let him win. You’re stronger than you or anyone can see you’re stronger than high winds.
Roaring and crashing is what your life will be. A tornado tearing through the air or the waves crashing in the sea. Get your life together Kelcie or you will not be.
This thing called Life 