
(Source: fuckyeahandreagibson, via noahandthehumbleriver)
and the soul that’s hurting
just keeps searching for ways to fill the emptiness,
but the pit is bottomless.
you can’t fill it with hugs,
you can’t fill it with drugs,
you can’t fill it with booze,
you can’t fill it with food.
you can’t fill it with vicelation,
you can’t fill it with self-mutilation,
you can’t fill it by always running away,
you can’t fill it by finally deciding to stay.
if you’re like me,
an addictive personality,
then you’ve gotta admit that you’re powerless
over everything you’re compulsive with.
even if you feel like you reveal a lot,
but there’s still things you conceal.
stop living for pretend.
live for for real.
just let it go,
so you can heal.