It's going to be one of those nights again..
You know the kind where I get high again or I get drunk again because I can't sleep
The kind where coming down feels like I'm dying, like someone just dropped a ton of bricks on my chest
The kind where missing you feels like all my nerves set on fire
The kind where my jaw hurts from gritting my teeth trying to hold myself together
The kind where I can't understand why I wasn't enough for you
And I can hear the word sorry screaming in my head because all I wanted was to be enough for you.
The kind where I have to get another dime of weed because I can't stop fucking shaking
The kind where I still don't understand why I wasn't enough for you
And now I just want to scream until my throat bleeds because I should've been enough for you
Why wasn't I, what did I do so wrong that everything I could give you wasn't enough
The kind where I'm reading our messages again, all of them
Because I still have the ones where you said "hi" the very first time. All those screenshots...
The kind where I'm smiling now because of how perfect things used to be
The kind where I'm sobbing now because of how perfect things used to be
The kind where I get another drink
Then another one
And another
Until I can't remember how you taste
Or until I can't move
But there never seems to be enough
The kind where it always comes back to you
It's always you Kannan.
It's just going to be one of those nights again.
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The Mind Of A Poet III
PoetryHi everyone! So, this book will be a mix of things I write & some modern poetry from other authors. Only because I am amazed on how we all relate to one another some how without even knowing eachother. Which is great! So stay tuned !!!
