Apr 2014
Weak like porcelain
Easy to break like bone
I'm stuck on the fast lane
Wanna escape to another world
Lost in confusion
Alcohol is sinking in
And I am feeling
Like I could
Lose control
Pill, smile, wine glass
Feeling like upper class
With my cigarettes
Feeling like a coke lover
On a detox diet
Stuck on repeat
I skip meals
To feel it
Like I can survive
This tough life
It's so hard
To feel good
When I am
Misunderstood
I am lost
In a daze
Stuck in a craze
I really wanna get out
I wanna scream and shout
Easy to break like bone
I'm stuck on the fast lane
Wanna escape to another world
Lost in confusion
Alcohol is sinking in
And I am feeling
Like I could
Lose control
Pill, smile, wine glass
Feeling like upper class
With my cigarettes
Feeling like a coke lover
On a detox diet
Stuck on repeat
I skip meals
To feel it
Like I can survive
This tough life
It's so hard
To feel good
When I am
Misunderstood
I am lost
In a daze
Stuck in a craze
I really wanna get out
I wanna scream and shout
Tried so hard to write a good poem. I have writers block and I'm trying so badly to escape this ****, it's the worst thing a writer could ever go through. I don't feel happy unless I can write and write well. Opinions are welcome, this probably doesn't make sense but then again, poetry is meant to keep people wondering and thinking, right?
