i ask myself do i smoke the cigarettes or do they end up smoking me? we didn't mean to damage our lungs, we just wanted to feel something. i ask myself do i get high to numb myself from head to toe or does the numbness provide a high that i can't escape from? we didn't mean to hurt our bodies, we just needed to loosen up and breathe. i ask myself do i write about love to remember something or do the poems write me down so that i can forget something? we didn't mean to break those hurts, love just complicates things. i ask the day why it returns, i ask the night why it stays, and i ask myself if i would be better off just leaving this place? we didn't mean to regret anything, we just didn't get to see what was right in front of us.
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Poetrythis is my fifth poetry book on this profile! please check out my other 4 x thank you for reading ❤️
