This mind,
more dangerous than a loaded gun.
Pick your poison.
It’s time to run.
Pushing the limit on chances given.
The slippery slope became a free fall.
Disarray among a circus of thought.
Addicted to more.
Impossible to ignore.
The fight to live,
a struggle to survive.
Waking up, hoping to die.
Ignoring the lifeline.
Turning off the noise.
Hiding the pain.
Just one more time
Roll the dice.
Flip the coin.
Tears falling from her eyes.
‘Just one more…’
Was her last line….

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