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Kristine Baca Poem
There's an empty feeling left inside
Tearing me down and making me cry
Restless, breathless when will it end
No chance to fight back
New faces to stare at giving me a panic attack
Burning just beneath the skin
Lost hope that caves in
I've strangled my insides
Suffocating the pain and letting it reside
So it's a struggle every day to find a reason to survive
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Kristine Baca Poem
Let me take you to a place I know very well
I'll warn you now it's a lot like hell
Where you'll meet a girl unknown even to herself
She's become such a stranger
Chasing dreams down a river of tears filled from pain and anger
Where you're nightmares become your reality
And drugs are the only thing that will set you free
Where you're lost and confused
Welcome to a place where you're emotionally abused
Walking down a hallway where every door is locked
You'll have that feeling of abandonment as no one answers
Even as you knock
The one person that was able to help has moved on
And you're starting to realize that you're not as strong
It's a place of heartache and corruption
A place full of self destruction
Filled with disturbed thoughts and twisted ways
Where attachment is feared 'cause no one ever stays
Welcome to my world
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Kristine Baca Poem
It's rare that she sleeps
All the stress makes her sick and she finds it hard to eat
Slowly this pain kills
Still she refuses to speak
Now there's a craving for that peak
Everyday she gives in makes her more weak
Her sins have become stuck on repeat
With every goal incomplete
and a feeling of despondency
She cries and she weeps
Not a mark to be shown
But she lay bruised and scarred in defeat
She sees that you're worried
So begin the lies how she tries and she tries
But behind closed doors she sits disconnected from the world
As her brain starts to fry
She found the key to her joy from the stranger inside
Her escape from reality
But it's the devil in disguise
Unaware that her dreams are being used as a sacrifice
There's a rush flushing through the tainted blood in her veins
Self affliction is ignored when she's distracted
Finding beauty in glass stains
She continues to lie to herself
denying the fact that she's dying inside
Screaming from her eyes
Save me she cries
But she's stubborn, mouth sewn shut
because she can't compromise
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Kristine Baca Poem
Death feels good when you're choking on your last breath
With tons of worry and fret
No consciousness is left
Constantly in a daze
Just counting down the days
But it never ends
I awaken another day and you're not here
How will my time be spent
Broken down in a hell bent
No one to turn to
No one to vent
It's a beautiful image
But hollow inside
As black as the eyeliner that masks the eyes
Sitting alone
Not wanting to go home
In a room to imitate
In the right mind state
To contemplate
While she's hating the wait
As time decided her fate
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Kristine Baca Poem
I want to fly away
So far, so far just go back home
I don't want to stay
I want to fly away
Please God please set me free
Please send me home
This could be my last chance
So I reject his hand I don't have time to dance
I'm fighting for my last breath
New drugs consumed, Still withdrawals from meth
My chosen drug no longer mine
A loss expected, never rejected
Seeking a cure for the infected
The need to touch
The tongue brings such a rush
And underneath each fingertip
A gentle stroke to dismiss the pain
Feel the high
Indulge, don't let it slip by
For when will it come again
This love that's addicting
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