I wish I could go back in time and fix what is done. I’m unsure on how to proceed but I’ll keep going. The past days were easier whilst I was getting high, They passed by with no reasons to want to die. But now I have this cloud over me I’m trying to rip through. Trying not to reminisce on the things I’ve put myself through. I’m going to do it, I’m going to make myself happy. It feels like a long time coming, And I have no idea what I’m becoming But it’s going to happen. I promise myself that. Keep your head up and make it through the week, There’s so much more to life than this dark absence. It’s only temporary, you’ve got this. Make your life worth living.