Confessions of a Good Girl: A Poetry Collection

Addict

Peace and calm

I crave it

like an addict

please, quiet my brain

for just a minute

am I not happy

or is my depression

kickin in again

vines creeping

round my heart

like a vice, squeezing

take a pill

numb the pain

face another day again

pick my heart up 

off the floor

brush the dust

and shove it

back between my ribs

a stabbing pain

numb the world 

and numb my brain

do you hear it? Tick Tick

the clock counting down

my life a bit shorter

every day, what's it

mean anyway?