Fading

I am not who I want to be.
I let my actions define me.
I was once a sober me.
I now sit in the corner as drug addict me.

Fading words leave my vessel now.
My words once held a high value but are now just a thrift shop buy.
Fading relationships wait at the door now.
My love is on the starting blocks, Buh-Bye.

I am not who I want to be.
I stood erect at so many battles.
I crawled into the cage of misery.
I am angry at what I became.

Fading words leave my vessel now.
My words once held a high value but are now just a thrift shop buy.
Fading relationships wait at the door now.
My love is on the starting blocks, Buh-Bye.

How do I keep from fading?
Same Old,
Same Shit.

F*ck Off Angie