Tyler

Tyler

A Poem by Marinabeana

Your dad called me
It bothers me
To hear you’re getting worse
I‘m drowning on the ways
I couldn’t save you
As you stay up for days
Drinking whiskey like water
And snorting white lines to stay awake
Stumbling through life
Barely functioning
Being an a*****e
Claiming to be okay
I have to pretend I don’t miss your friendship
But I’m glad I decided not to see you anymore
Because f**k man,
I can’t stick around
And watch you die young
And drag me down with you

© 2020 Marinabeana


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Added on June 25, 2020
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Marinabeana
Marinabeana

Janesville, WI



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