Craving for that quick fix, the euphoric yet momentary feeling of being loved,
Mustering up enough empathy, love and kindness to give, even though I am starved,
Walking down dark alleys, searching in all the wrong places,
Quick taste of the sample has me blurring out all the bad memories and faces,
Until, I am yet again brutally mugged,
Robbed by people often disguised as friends and family the minute I’m sufficiently drugged,
I wallow in pain and self-pity,
Over and over, it’s the same story,
Falling from a new height to an even newer low,
There’s heartbreak wherever I go.
Mar 16, 2022
Mar 16, 2022 at 5:51 AM UTC
Craving for that quick fix, the euphoric yet momentary feeling of being loved,
Mustering up enough empathy, love and kindness to give, even though I am starved,
Walking down dark alleys, searching in all the wrong places,
Quick taste of the sample has me blurring out all the bad memories and faces,
Until, I am yet again brutally mugged,
Robbed by people often disguised as friends and family the minute I’m sufficiently drugged,
I wallow in pain and self-pity,
Over and over, it’s the same story,
Falling from a new height to an even newer low,
There’s heartbreak wherever I go.
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