☆ [this one is about my bad habits and sad things]
cigarette smoke stains all four walls
i weep, don't feel it
walk through the halls
a prison, its a hell
no one listens at all
deeper into pain
while i suffer withdrawls
feeling only hurts
still numb from the brawl
torture of existence
am i yet small?
daddy please help
i can no longer crawl
mama im spent
from the pain of the fall
starve, cry, sleep
same routine, same call
i dont notice when im high
or feeling really tall
everyones the same
feel no empathy at all
the drink-drink soothes me
cushioning the fall
tampons and tears
haunt bathroom stalls
memories fade
so there's little i recall
love/hate numbers
suffer withdrawls
cigarette smoke stains all four walls
YOU ARE READING
Poetry
Poetrypoems ive written!! ft. one of my fave poems ever at the beginning [by christina rosetti] [ive put stars at the top of my favourite ones!]
