We Spend Our Lives Hurting Ourselves by tingtamtam
© 2013
We drank,
the alcohol burning our throats and our veins.
We smoked,
the nicotine fogging our minds and our hurt.
We acted as though we ruled the world,
we were young and reckless,
we thought time had nothing on our youth,
we thought ourselves immortal and invincible.
But at some stage or another,
we realised just how insignificant we were,
and how ignorant our actions had been.
We sobbed,
the sound hurting our ears and our hearts.
We cut,
the blood staining our skin our lives.
YOU ARE READING
The Final Stretch
PoetryWhy hello there. Poems from 2012 and 2013. A lot of my sadness went into this haha. I hope you enjoy, this is my heart and soul :) Ting x