Thats not good
Im not good
A drug
With extra toxins
At first its good
It gets you high,
Happy,
Hooked,
I'll make you love me.
It'll be great for awhile
Then I'll die inside
And you'll form wounds
Trying to save me
And I'll let you go.
And you'll die too.
The worst low
Is that I heal
And return
And you'll take another hit.
Ill draw you in
And knock you out
And myself too.
You'll get rehab
I'll be illegal
You'll move on
I'll stay brittle
Youll be loved
Ill be gone.
(2-23-2016)
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My Real.
عشوائيA collection of original poems and essays about life, true things that have happened to me, real things I've felt. I've never shared them with anyone so keep your hate to yourself.
