Breather ll

Let it be reborn invited and I hate my ways now. I looked possessed in a focus of pure hate and I was gone forever. Gone. I didn't mean it and now I'm faded and wasted I'm throwing up the old. I knew that I'd live it. Admit it. My demons were beating me down. Cut out the black space, the blood and frustration of a wasted life. And I sent myself away with the medicine. Another sleepless night. Another sleepless night. Another sleepless night. Another sleepless night.