story of the passing

cold sweept away from what used to interest my thoughts but ive been down along time now ever since my father passed. things change instantly over night when u lose the one person u loved more than anyone. eventually just suck it up and numb it up on the inside and then discover drugs to be a savior at the time jus to escape the tormented pain that i cant run away. so i settled in quick with smokin weed to start jus to move on up to stronger picks. whats the gist i gotta recover what ever child hood thats left in my soul tonight. see it to be alright.