the past
dragging me by my hair
it hurts
Catching up to me
Cigarettes and liquor bottles
my liver and lungs
aren't getting along too well
one cut here, another fall there
spinning into insanity
Alone in my room
having no one able to help me out of here
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YOU ARE READING
surviving the storm
PoesiaA collection of poems meant to soothe and release the pain from the rainy days
