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i did not know the breath in my lungs would stop i guess the funny part is i kind of like the burn i like the self destruction the pain and the wounds i never realized the poison that seeps from my skin would get to me too you see god had made me pure but i dipped my hands into the liquor of the devil and for that i had to endure six years of pain, twelve more of self infliction i never realized it was an addiction but my lungs are so ******* empty they inhale the toxins of my past mistakes the love and passion and trust i dropped in the mud i inhale purity (not mine of course) i exhale poison (it stems from my core) always poison always poison i am poison i have poisoned you but don't worry it'll always get to me first
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Sep 9, 2017
Sep 9, 2017 at 8:40 PM UTC
no one told me it was like this
i did not know the breath in my lungs would stop i guess the funny part is i kind of like the burn i like the self destruction the pain and the wounds i never realized the poison that seeps from my skin would get to me too you see god had made me pure but i dipped my hands into the liquor of the devil and for that i had to endure six years of pain, twelve more of self infliction i never realized it was an addiction but my lungs are so ******* empty they inhale the toxins of my past mistakes the love and passion and trust i dropped in the mud i inhale purity (not mine of course) i exhale poison (it stems from my core) always poison always poison i am poison i have poisoned you but don't worry it'll always get to me first
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Finnish
Sep 9, 2017
Sep 9, 2017 at 8:40 PM UTC
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