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Stuck on this path thats filled with deja vu I cant seem to break free to find something new Over and over the day repeats file in and take the same seat The weekend is my only reprieve a little bit of time for me to feel free This forever present monotony feels like my worst enemy Each morning i awake sick in bed maybe its because part of me is dead I just need a lively spark to kickstart my slowing heart Im in need of my drugs challenge, adventure and love Going through serious withdrawals it feels like sickness as the wilderness calls Nature is my holiest sanctum where I go in search of freedom I need to go get my fix its built me up brick by brick
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Jan 23, 2017
Jan 23, 2017 at 11:29 PM UTC
Withdrawals
Stuck on this path thats filled with deja vu I cant seem to break free to find something new Over and over the day repeats file in and take the same seat The weekend is my only reprieve a little bit of time for me to feel free This forever present monotony feels like my worst enemy Each morning i awake sick in bed maybe its because part of me is dead I just need a lively spark to kickstart my slowing heart Im in need of my drugs challenge, adventure and love Going through serious withdrawals it feels like sickness as the wilderness calls Nature is my holiest sanctum where I go in search of freedom I need to go get my fix its built me up brick by brick
relishrain
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Jan 23, 2017
Jan 23, 2017 at 11:29 PM UTC
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