the feeling

Some days some times I just want to be normal, but that feeling is awful, battling withdrawals, but when I’m high I be feeling immortal, heart pains have me feeling distorted, another late night cause I can’t sleep thru the mourning, no longer feeling important, taking shots of pain tell the bartender keep pouring, make it a double, I get tired of hearing the fakest I love you, mind gone head empty so I’m staying in trouble, praying thru struggles, hoping one day some way it can all be over, death around the corner I can see it getting closer, and closer, I hate being sober, it has me feeling lower, and lower, I want some closure,