Give Me More.

Give Me More.

A Poem by Renea Quail

I feel like I'm floating.

I can feel every beat,

Every tingly touch.

It's a rush.

Perfect and deadly.

Why can't everyday hurt this good?

The drugs are like a cobra;

Silent and poisonous.

The music seems like it's only buzzing,

The blankets flood my body with a warm glow.

I'm desperate for this feeling..

This perfect thing.

What's wrong with me?

I don't care.

I just need more.

© 2013 Renea Quail


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I love this. Amazing imagery. Thanks for sharing!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Expressed your desire perfectly.
"The drugs are like a cobra;
Silent and poisonous."
Still you crave for this!
"I don't care.
I just need more."
Wonder you are really desperate.
Thanks for sharing.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on August 19, 2013
Last Updated on August 19, 2013
Tags: Drugs, Personal, Reflection

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