never really read what I write
But right now on this night
I went back and I’ve read what I’ve written
It took me by surprise to find words of soul
Which at that time was full of desperation and only had one goal
Pills filled the day
As alcohol and weed danced us through the night
I can guarantee the fights, laughs and tears
And at some point releasing my darkest fears
Conversations, dates, names I can’t collect
But the nights were always cold I recollect
And the relief I felt when the sun would rise
Because it’s warmth reminded me I was still alive
