untitledA Poem by Elizabeth Mercadoinspired by Florence + the machinethe drugs are wearing off but the room is still spinning catch me, hold me-- baby, you’re winning mama told me to stay away from boys like you but i’ll never listen the tears in your eyes, oh how they glisten the shards of the mirror lie broken on the floor catch a glimpse of the girl i don’t know anymore my hair is tangled and my eyes are dark a ghost, a shadow, my spirit shattered i was someone who once mattered i wish i had arms to hold you instead of push you away my arms, they are so tired and it’s getting late queen of peace come save me lead me out the door it’s hard to dance with the devil, when you’re a prisoner of war the drugs are wearing off but the room is still spinning catch me, hold me-- baby, you’re winning © 2021 Elizabeth MercadoFeatured Review
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4 Reviews Added on June 25, 2021 Last Updated on June 25, 2021 AuthorElizabeth MercadoAboutI'm an English major with a professional writing concentration at Southern Connecticut State University. I love all types of writing and want to focus more on poetry and creative writing. more..Writing
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