You're the drug in me,
Oh so addicting.
I need you to breath; I need you to live.
I don't think I can stand it,
I want you out of my head.
You're not the good in me,
Why can't I just say goodbye?
I'm addicted to you,
Something I would call a drug.
I'm s sorry I'm not good enough.
YOU ARE READING
Just some poetry
PoesíaPoems collected from the jumbled up thoughts inside my brain.
