Tell Me

All this time has past
I've stiched my lips,
papercut tongue as
the salt burns passion
I can't anymore, let
this out I must now

Fucking young years
of pain, guilt,regret
to top it off I'm more
fucked up at 15 than I
will ever let you see
All the fucking whiskey
and drugs, my 20s just
past, like my friends,
all I have is DUST.
I SHOULD BE BURRIED.

But I'm not
PLEASE TELL ME THIS WAS
ALL WORTH IT,THE SELFABUSE,
THE FALLING,THE DEATH,TELL ME

Part 2 comin'