Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
What doesn't **** me makes me stronger That which kills me, is what I long for We're all trying to maintain But I feel I'll never abstain Rid the pain, make it rain I'll prove it with one-eighty proof Bulletproof liquid Even better when I mix it... Yellow, green, and blue I pop to change my moods Try to control emotion It's my own secret potion Sink into the couch Grab some lotion The lonely stoner Trapped in his mind tonight Trapped in his mind tonight Wasn't awake for her wake His days and nights are mixed Her funeral he missed Time for another fix...
0
Jul 31, 2014
Jul 31, 2014 at 1:47 PM UTC
What Kills Me
What doesn't **** me makes me stronger That which kills me, is what I long for We're all trying to maintain But I feel I'll never abstain Rid the pain, make it rain I'll prove it with one-eighty proof Bulletproof liquid Even better when I mix it... Yellow, green, and blue I pop to change my moods Try to control emotion It's my own secret potion Sink into the couch Grab some lotion The lonely stoner Trapped in his mind tonight Trapped in his mind tonight Wasn't awake for her wake His days and nights are mixed Her funeral he missed Time for another fix...
justin-time
Written by
Jul 31, 2014
Jul 31, 2014 at 1:47 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem