How i thought when i PMOed frequently

To fulfill my desire gotta grab the ciggerates from the shelf,
I am not feeling pure i know that i am killing myself,
I feel anxious and depressed knowing i am losing my strength,
I am not sure if i could ever tell this to my friends,
But everyday i tell myself that i am gonna make it,
Cant always be honest to myself so i try to fake it,
Lifes a bitter taste filled with disappointments,
I cant pull myself together i think i need an appointment,
Everyday gives me a new tension,
Makes me hopeless without redemption


Thats something i wrote when i PMOed frequently. Today is 38th day being PMO free. Thank God i feel alot better than those days.

 

I try to write rhymes when i am feeling fucked up, this one is a couple months old

 

Thankss

 

Hahaha well lets grab a mic and spit some rhymes together

 

Agreed. But can you rhyme?

 

Yup, absolutely