Hello PoetryVoting

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy poemsNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Vote

Voting-Boards

Home

HomeFollowingInboxNotifications

Read

ReadLiftedFeedsHeartedHistoryMy poemsNew poem

Explore

ExploreOrbitsWordsTagsClassics
Log in
0
Stars
0
Embers
0
Alerts
0
Inbox

Feigning Misses.

I want somebody who i can hold at night to rid these bad habits of mine. Cuz over time, I've picked up blowing and drinking wine I actually would like for you to be the one I call mine To be that go to drug whenever I need a quick fix Whenever im going through shit, and just click I want your kiss to be the ashes I flick I want you to be that theraflu for when I get sick Of this shit that requires a quick fix Im strong enough on my own But to have your personal drug to call your own Would be the ultimate goal Don't get me wrong boo, Because I will be the very same for u I will be that asprin waiting by ya bed That shot u take to the head That eases ya pain. So how about u be my icy hot cooling me down but then getting me hot Being my alcohol and being my pot I wanna smoke u until u get smoked out Or even until theres no doubt That you'll heal me Or until the thought of u being wit me Gets me higher than any amount of estacy Cuz truly i just want u to be that drug that takes me higher than medically possible I want you to make me feel powerful and unstoppable Taking me above and beyond So do u think u cud fulfill these wishes? Signed, a feigning misses.
Request permission to use this poem
c
Written by
chelsea-campbell
American
Published
Oct 10, 2011
Lines·Words
31·248
Permission

Request to use this poem

Tell chelsea-campbell how you would like to use it. We review requests before forwarding them.

AboutBlogFAQPrivacyTermsContact
© 2009-2026 Hello Poetry/v27.0 by @eliotyork
Explore
Hello PoetryVoting
Write