Way Down We Go
Everyone loses somebody. I’ve been going through this type of pain, it can be anything, from losing yourself, a pet, someone or other things.
He smoked his daily cigarettes
His hands grey from all the smoke
He listened to the same old song
The song that haunted him all day long
He liked to put himself through pain
With beer and deadly drugs
His friends gave him up years ago
Hiding behind their own earplugs
«Way down we go.» She sang
And he only wanted one look
But it came so fast with a bang
He lost what he loved the most
He reminded himself every minute
That everything was on him to blame
That the love he drove home that day
Was no longer around to stay
- Ida Sofie Brand
About the Creator
Ida Sofie Brand
There’s a lot of things I probably could’ve said about myself. However, I don’t think that’s so important to you. So I’m going easy on you!
My name is Sofie, I’m 20 years old and from Norway. I write stories and poems. I also draw and paint.
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