spacekidlester

“Drink me!” “Drink me!” A tiny bottle yells with each sip I am pulling myself into a bigger hell. A bottle full of poison. A bottle full of pain. Each day a sip but what is there to gain? My bottle is my mind my thoughts the mouth I consume more and more but how long before it all goes south? This all can stop All of It can end This isn’t me. this isn’t who I am. I am much more than a bottle holding a sickening drink. I wanna go somewhere I wanna do something. Stop holding back and let yourself go. Life only happens once. I thought I’d let you know.