written : March 13, 2014
Fear of falling, greater than ever. I try to let go but it feels like never. I came so far with the pieces in hand. Back on my ass I fall again. A past so heavy I try and erase. I snort a line to forget your face. In control is the addiction in me and because of you it’s hard to break free. It was not right and clearly that I can see, but to let go of you I feed the addiction in me.
— Megan grace