I walk the streets
Through a misting rain
On my way
To get lost again

The clouds keep pushing down
Till I'm five and a half feet in the ground
It won't be much longer
Till I'm no longer around

I tried my best for you
But my best wasn't enough
Got home from work
And you'd packed all your stuff

There were things
I just couldn't give up
I guess you thought I would
Well I did too

But this thing has become a part of me
Like the oxygen I breathe
Just cut your losses
And let me be
Written by Kaden_Malis (Kaden Malis)
Author's Note
About losing the closest people in your life because of addiction.
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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