You took away my drugs and I need it. Please. Give it back. I can't feel my mind. I miss hallucinating. I miss seeing the bright flashes of red and thinking it was a blinding love. I could feel the light dance against my skin and heat through my veins. It wasn't. It was a stop light screaming at me, trying to give me a warning. I didn't stop. I didn't stop. Why the fuck didn't I stop? Now? I'm sober and see everything for what it is. I see how you'd lay me on your bed of lies, as your fingers rubbed against my skin sinking your secrets into me. I felt your heart beat, that had once sounded like a angel playing the drums, causing me to dance rapidly against you full of lust. Now it sounds like it's the outro of my life, as I walk down death row, passing up all the opportunities, I could've saw the real you.
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My Silent Scream....(personal Poems)
Mystery / ThrillerUnless your mind is open,wild, and hurt your not going to understand anything that's going on.
