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Dec 2022
Only because it takes time and thought to write down these heavy motions
Traveling deep like the unknown depths of the ocean
Feeling the need to tell a story
Enhanced by the things that must truly adore me

She was fenced in feeling tethered to every feeling and every touch received
Actions my reaction had me constantly battling the importance of my needs
Half uncared for and half never seen
Not my best move counteract with drugs that make me lean
And my drowsyness undoing the thread that holds my face together at the seams

My muscles slowly begin to relax
And I pray not to become addicted like a relapse
The tip of my nose to the end point of my cheeks
The itch travels as my body reaches peak
Down to my chin that I always swipe too forcefully
Becoming a too well known course for me
Heartbeats that now glitch
Treating narcotics as if they’ve become the perfect switch

From people to pills
Replacing all the small thrills
If I could feel this way with out them.. the things id ****
The attentiveness id steal
Only to be lost in a place that’s not real
Lenora
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Lenora  23/F/Unconscious Mind
(23/F/Unconscious Mind)   
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