dear self,
please try to not be a drunk mess all the time,
arrange your life so you can live,
your not stuck,
you just suck at motivating yourself,
there is no help around, they're fakes,
it is just you that push yourself down,
we never see eye to eye,
but we agree that we need to walk away from this,
can't you hear the pounding of your soul,
hurting inside just wanting to move on,
don't you have enough time to hate yourself,
its taken you this long to realize,
your not the man that you were before,
promise yourself not to hurt yourself anymore,
a little scaring is fine,
make peace with your mind,
it'll do you more than good,
luck is a word used by liars,
you have to pick your shoulders up again,
go in a rage and just impressed,
store the anger away for another day,
use the depression to walk instead of crawl,
look up to the moon and ask for guidance,
it will give its answers via the stars,
wake up, stay up, and punch yourself,
bloody live coz your not dead yet.

left;
10:54 PM