Wasted
drunk off the pain
High off the lies
A breath of relief
As you scar up your thighs
Always give
Don't ever take
Live in a world
You, yourself, make
Emotionally gone
Physically here
Hoping that death
Will soon be near
To kiss your lips
One last time
Drunk off the pain
High off the lies
rebecca vitale
Copyright © Rebecca Vitale | Year Posted 2015
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