Clubmayhem

Lost myself in this crowd
I’m trying to find you 
I’m feeling my way 
My vision is gone

So many hands 
Touching my body
But yours are the only-
-ones that I want 

I’m really a good girl
But your making me bad
I think I’ve took acid
I’m tripping like mad
I’m out of space where no one can find me
Your gripping my waist
So where am I now
I need you to calm me down
I need to find my way out now
The music has got me got me going
I need to get myself out
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Krutsinger Avatar
January 11, 2019 at 11:09 PM
This one is sad, for all the write reasons, as you have pointed out so many wrong ones. I am sorry as I read it, but glad you have survived.
Hill Avatar
January 12, 2019 at 7:01 AM
Poetry sheds light on darker situations that people need to know about. Until I’ve started writing and unveiling an experience, I realise how strong of a person I am and how many things can happen to one person, yet we all carry on until life is not a good enough reason to live. To be able to pour my heart out and have no judgement, just people to support and care and understand the events that take place - it’s a beautiful thing and I’m forever grateful for the chance to do this x
Cunningham Avatar
January 11, 2019 at 1:59 AM
Drugs are the scourge of society,a hit for a short time hooked for life. Ruins many lives. Tom.
Hill Avatar
January 11, 2019 at 5:13 AM
I agree. Sadly, in this world some malicious people spike people’s drinks with drugs, for whatever reason. It’s so dangerous and I agree- ruin people’s lives
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