Addicted...8/11/2014
Sweaty, shaky, nervous, anxious,
Sweet and loving, confusing and cantankerous.
In my blood, in my head,
Can't get you out, better to be dead.
When I wake, when I sleep, knocking on the door,
No place to hide, not the ceiling or the floor.
You're toxic I know, all consuming all the time,
Don't know if these are your feelings, maybe they're mine.
Entwined, twisted, thorny and painful,
Ecstatic and glowing, got me feeling unfaithful.
Can't breathe, can't eat, can't think, can't sleep,
Gotta have it or see it, without it I weep.
I go crazy, depressed, angry and bipolar,
Inject the needle straight to the heart then maybe it'll be over.
You're not a drug or a drink, a liquid or pill,
Though the end result is the same, to kill kill kill.
YOU ARE READING
Dark Thoughts
PoetryThese are all short poems I have wrote in the last couple of years. Dark thoughts from a truthful dark and maybe twisted scared mind.
