My Little River
I cant sleep at night anymore, Im wanting, craving, crying.
Scared I might lose control of my addiction, drugs, drinking, cutting.
Its too much, Im proud of you sissy, your done hopefully forever.
I want more for you, I could care less about me.
Inside me theres a river, stuck in my veins, a river of pain, loss, and memories.
It makes me scream, wants to make all the pain just seem so irrelevant.
I will free my river, let it flow deep and hard and fast,
I will free my river, with my last breath.
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