9-18-15 five fucking days clean
Do I even want to wake up?
These days are getting so hazy and horrible
But I like it.

Maybe,
In a sick way,
I love it when I get pulled under.
I love when the demons choke me
And I can't get out.

These addictions get the best of me.
But all I want is to get consumed
By the things that make me what I am.

So set me on fire
And burn my soul
Until I can't feel it anymore
But deep down,
It's everything I want.
- (m.m)