And I choked a hundred times.
Crunch time
All I can do is lay in bed. I'm not hungry I'm fed -- all is well except for in my head. Sometimes the lines are thick and sometimes they are white. I am woman and I hide away in the night. I was so lost at the end of my marriage - I was greeting up in the middle of the night and leaving the home. Into the downtown streets I'd Rome searching the distance to find something else. Looking back I'm so lucky god was watching over me then. I was crazy boy crazy booze crazy just plain crazy . It's so strange how having no love for yourself can drown you I who you really are to become. So many bad things happen on the world-- seeking safety is all I see. Somewhere I can learn to be free. ---what does that mean? Being free to me- I was wanted but I'm bonded with chains. Spiritually soar or sore from a life of carrying chains. Every secret I ever kept unleashed in a bottle - be it wine beer or vodka. Swallowed -