Oasis/I’m My Own Home

You know s**t hits the fan
When you call the one person that was there through it all
Stephanie, how do you handle all my weight?
I swear you were sent to answer my prayers
Last night, when I found everything out
I realized those drunken nights
That I looked at the call button
Were never mean to be pressed
The time I yelled up the stairs in tears
While Anita dragged my drunken body
Were lessons for a far bigger thing in life
Sitting at a diner talking to Schuyler about all the reasons he left in October
Were confessions to keep in mind for the next

I missed you all this time
To just wander into the abyss
And find the dark secrets that nestled in the dark

(These last couple of months have been solely dedicated to loving myself more. I’ve been working less: to be alone in my room and basking in fine arts & literature. I want to be the best that I can be and thats focusing on me and only me)