I took you like the poisonous pills the doctor said would kill me.
I swallowed you whole.
Maybe I was to quick to put my faith in you.
Maybe I thought you would heal me,
And my wounds.
All you had done was kill my reasoning.
My mind was taken over,
And all I thought about was my next fix.
I wanted and craved your poisonous love.
Swearing not to fall again,
I dove into more and more things to give me my fix.
I drank the love of strangers who would leave me the instant the sun rose.
I doused myself with the affection of the alcoholic who only wanted to use me.
Not being able to find the right type of love,
I grabbed the rope and strangled myself,
Praying to be set free.
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Short Poems
PoetryWritten: October 23, 2017 By: Jessica Thompson Short poems put together through time December 19, 2016 to current days. So please enjoy, they are my thoughts, and feelings, and everything.