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I know I should stop, I have told myself a thousand ******* times but my mind won't listen when it is restless and needs comforting, I am lighting cigarette after cigarette, drinking ***** whiskey, gin, anything hard to really put an end to the voices in my head; but they keep coming back they're not backing down, I'm being eaten from the inside out
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May 10, 2014
May 10, 2014 at 4:44 PM UTC
addiction
I know I should stop, I have told myself a thousand ******* times but my mind won't listen when it is restless and needs comforting, I am lighting cigarette after cigarette, drinking ***** whiskey, gin, anything hard to really put an end to the voices in my head; but they keep coming back they're not backing down, I'm being eaten from the inside out
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May 10, 2014
May 10, 2014 at 4:44 PM UTC
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