Your words were like *****
They
Nummed my pain.
Your touch was like Xanax,
It
Calmed my aching soul.
I swallowed my Xanax
Took my shot of *****
I was becoming addicted
Addicted to you
Jun 19, 2016
Jun 19, 2016 at 6:29 PM UTC
You were like the moon and I was the ocean.
I felt your pull
The back and forth
I needed your pull to survive
You knew this just like the moon had
But
You still left
Along with the moon
Leaving the ocean alone
Just as I was;
But
Little did the ocean know
that
without the moon
the stars seemed
to
Shine brighter.
Jun 15, 2016
Jun 15, 2016 at 11:18 PM UTC