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 Mar 2014 Emma Mitchum
Trueths
my mind
I
don't even know
what
it's come to be

my thoughts
they are scrambled
into
uncountable
little pieces
of memories
in which my mind
can't let go of.
From the time I was a little girl,
they warned me about
drugs and addiction,
but they forgot to warn me about one specific drug.
The drug that courses through my veins,
***** with my mentality,
seizes my life,
and leaves me feeling momentarily
fulfilled,
and undeniably
empty.
The drug that is your smile,
your touch,
you as a whole,
as a human being that is transformed into this chemical
that I inject into my bloodstream.
They should have warned me about that drug.
That addiction.
 Mar 2014 Emma Mitchum
jd
Anxiety
 Mar 2014 Emma Mitchum
jd
I worry so much
That I forget to enjoy
The moments when
I have nothing to worry about

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