Numb the pain with drugs,
Shut the voices up with alcohol,
Forget about it all for a while,
Just dance around and smile,
Then you'll go to sleep,
And wake up feeling weak,
your demons screaming louder,
Then the night before,
So you roll over and pick up the bottle again,
Down the contents and simply pray they don't win,
Take the drugs,
Numb yourself again,
Stuck in this little circle,
Trying to find a way out,
Hiding from yourself,
Just drink away the self doubt.
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My Broken Thoughts
PoesíaSo these are some poems I've written over the last few years. Warning some are pretty depressing while others are mushy love poems. The ones with dates as titles are my super old poems from 2015 Hold on and enjoy the wild ride of my broken thoughts.
