Pain. Guilt. Trust . Love , four words that describe pain.
1:00 am
I woke up and was surrounded by million people I didn't know
I rub my eyes slowly looking next to me seeing a bottle of alcohol
I picked it up while getting up
I try getting over this bodies of strangers I don't recognize
I go to the bathroom I put my face closely to the mirror and examine my face
"Red eyes"
I said while groaning
1:57
I walk out of the house with all my belongs and walking home not caring about everyone around me. I made it too my house I slowly got my keys out while opening my door
2:18
I'm on my bed looking at my ceiling getting memories when it was you and me
"I'll just sleep.....hopefully I don't wake up."
9:23
I woke up and looked at my clock "I woke up....again" I open my drawer and pulled out my stack of weed
I put my weed in my wrapper and roll it up , getting my lighter and putting it to the weed I put the weed too my moth and started smoking
Only getting high can stop me from feeling
Feeling the desire of me touching ur lips
Feeling of me waking up seeing you
Feeling of us
It heals my numbness too the point I don't want too feel
Hopefully I don't wake up this time.
