This was me.

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I live with my monster

it calls out my name

it has become my haunter

And i bow my head in shame

my story it should be shared

I'll admit my addiction

I'm sweating because I'm scared

i've let this be my conviction

I've been letting this get the best of me

I'm stuck in a routine

I'm never fully here or there

but somewhere in between

I hear you cry out my name

but it screams just a little louder

with me lifes always been a game

of who will win, Me or my powder

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