every morning I would wake up and see you.
I would kiss you. the bitter sweet taste pulling me over to you making me want you more and more.
I would have morning coffee with you, the best drink in my morning. I couldn't wait for it when I woke up. We would skip breakfast because I knew I couldn't keep that down.
By brake I would have another at my lips but I would forever love you.
I have to eat something now. I can not face you for a second time on an empty stomach.
I have a bottle and a half with you. And a half with the other. You are together with me finally.
I can have you both with me. To numb the uncontrollable pain
I can confide in both of you and have my happily ever after.
I can sleep peacefully knowing both of you are in my arms.
But one day I will wake up and you will only be what you have always been.
Two glass bottles and the only thing that I found special was what was inside.
But when your addicted to whats inside you are gunna take it all until nothing else is left.

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