Perspective

broken
and I refuse to be
alive and energized
because who I am is
suffering everyday
by drowning my sorrows in alcohol,
but nothing changes
everything can be over
in one small instant
I can get to know God.
so now I'm letting it go
the pain is overwhelming
I cry every night
and I'm over it
I haven't always been this way
today is the day
now read it upwards

This poem is about: 
Me

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