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Oct 2017
The existence of some days
  Hold me captive
For 1, 2 hours
  Even days at a time

I feel i can barely breathe
  That i am slowly dissipating
But it' is that drug!
  That **** drug i keep taking

How do i escape it
  Because it also keeps me alive
The running has got to end
  There's absolutely nothing of me left to bend

I scream and i scream
  Because I am alone
Please please
  Why me
Over and over again
Written by
Miss Me  50/F/Texas
(50/F/Texas)   
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