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I missed you more than I would like

We were so close

what happend to us


But now your back

And i remember what to do

When no one hears my cries

I write it on my thighs


It's always there 

the want, the need

I try to Bury it, Hide it away

But it Always comes back


Addicted

To the feel of the edge

The Sting

To remind me I'm Alive


I think about it

All day, Every Day

I tried to stop, i did for a while

but my demon returned


She returned without warning

An old friend in hand

I tried to turn away 

But the temptation was to real

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