i want to give up, turn off
for a minute at leasti don't care about how many hours my mind is going to kill me
because this is an addiction
and i keep usingfor hours and hours
doses and more dosesuntil i lose consciousness
and repeat when i wake upit's too good a cycle
certainly lethal
but that was always the pointso we're going on a tightrope
between striving for a few more steps,
knowing you won't cross,
or falling now and drowning- how long will you fight?
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encore en vie
Poetrythe fantastic never seemed so common, the beautiful has never been more equal, life has never been more ordinary, and I've never been so confused, so I wrote.