Of god,
I'm ashamed.
My blood is shaking,
My heart it is quaking.
I can feel the blood,
It's rushing through my chest.
Oh why do I do this to my self,
Or why do I feel like shit when I betray my self.
I just need a hit,
My lungs need another kiss.
Just another drink,
Because I'm going through withdrawals.
Last night when I was sleeping,
My friends came over, they were watching.
Awaking in a night sweat,
My bed it was soaked, it was wet.
My friends with dark bodies,
They had big black eyes.
I just hate the way they looked at me,
I hate when I see them with my eyes closed.
When I open my eyes,
I see them looking so curiously.
But now I'm fully awake,
And I'm ashamed, I wish I didn't wake up.
This heavenly music,
From a past life I'm feeling.
Soft bells from two thousand and ten,
The solo, it melts my heart, I feel your pain.
And I just look back,
I wish you were here, my only precious baby angel.
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Dysphoria
ŞiirPoetry about my experiences as a lover of alcohol I've never thought I'd become a writer, so here are my skills after three years of writing and accumulating over 300+ pieces of writing over the years. This is still my writing in its purest form, an...
