I have found myself on the kitchen floor of my best friends apartment,
lost in a bottle of vodka.
Surrounded by underaged sinners,
only living for these moments
where we forget what’s it like to be alive.
I have made mistakes I can’t even forgive,
and sometimes the word spreads.
Once when I let another one down,
the rumors started to start,
and I sat on my bed knowing I couldn’t run fast enough this time.
That was the day I stoped wishing for a new life,
and the day I wished it just to end.
I watched the clouds move across a night sky I would never reach,
while a boy who never knew me asked me to devote my soul to him,
and I wrote the word NO in angry red lines
but I whispered yes under my breath.
He sunk his teeth in eagerly,
and I let him.
— Moments- the big three//Kayla