A high that lasts for days.
No sleep makes everything a haze.
Never seem to be hungry;
But craving your company.
This sick and twisted addiction
Is causing an affliction
Of my mind.
Hoping I'll find
A way out of this hole.
Certain that I'll never be
High or drunk
Enough
To forget the darkness
That I see in the world.-b
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The Night Sky is in Her Veins
Poetry// s o n d e r \\ - "the realisation that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own" Life can be dark, cold and lonely. Feeling betrayed, misunderstood, chewed up and spat out by the world, its when I get sonder, that I...