Pass me another
Swallow it it one swig
The room slowly starts to disappear
Every burning sensation
Down my throat
Makes you fade a little more
One more two more, pass me a third
Every time I drink
I forget more about you
My fifth
Your smile doesn't sparkle so bright
And your eyes have lost their glow
My twelfth
I can finally shake the feeling of
Your hands on my body
I lost count
The room spins
Everything is blurry
Faces blurred together
Including yours
Even if for a short time
You are not on my mind
A sweet blissful escape
For even a moment I have no pain
Pass me another
I need to forget
The way my heart felt
Another and another
You are gone from my mind
A blissful escape
I have forgotten the pain
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My best friends mom and her sister (she's a twin) came over for dinner and our moms started having drinks...lots of vodka and card games later, we are playing Taboo and they are both so tipsy. So now it's 1am and my friends are sleeping over because their mom literally passed out on the couch.
Thank you to my second mother for the inspiration.
Why couldn't Cinderella play sports?
Her coach was a pumpkin! (Copyrighted that but whatever, sue me)
Sincerely,
I am a happy lil duck cause I made rice crispy treats and brownies and I ate them all. I feel no shame.
'Believe it, honey!'
(New catchphrase? I used to say my art supplies is worth more than you, but apparently that's too long and it's mean. So now I have this one. Idk though, I will think of something better.)
Okay,
For reals now.
Goodnight, sleep tight, don't let demons crawl into your ears and whisper nasty things
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Whispers Of Our Soul
PoetryWords are the lifeline that connect my heart to the world. This is a collection of my 2am confessions and my 12pm ideas. Told from the viewpoint of my struggling mind, my broken heart, my wild soul, and my screaming mouth. "Distruggi quello che ti d...
