My Perfect DrugA Poem by Zoie PainYou are the perfect drug
you lift me up and you make me sing You creep into my vains While I'm speeding down the highway changing lanes You are my cocaine I take you all in and my heart starts to race I can't see straight Don't sleep for day thinking up ways do get more You're the pot I smoke, every morning when I get home the little blue pills I take sometimes to get through the onset of withdrawl cause your gone My skin it just crawls I'm itchy and toss and turn call you a w***e always wanting more finding ways to block the door Pour out my soul on paper matching words to prove my worth just need another hit, taste it on my tongue feel it in my bone You're always right there even when your miles away you come back and I get to have you long enough to need you all over again and the poison takes over my world I think I can quite it this time I will not take you Like an addict I crave you the abuse and the feeling of being used the love and understanding the hit and the dose of what I'll never lay eyes on But every time I'm running low I know I can torture myself with boxcar racer and a pill I never really deal just hope that tomorrow it will be you and this high wont have to hide the years of being over looked © 2009 Zoie PainAuthor's Note
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Added on February 16, 2009 AuthorZoie PainKent, WAAboutI grew up in what use to be the small town of Savannah GA. Since I moved away 2 years ago it seems that everything there is now booming into an uncontrolled big city. The thought makes me sad. I live .. more..Writing
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