"niccie" poems
Rehab
I love the head rush.
And the two minutes of peace.
I love inhaling...
Exhaling the demons.
I love you.
I hate you.
You are killing me slowly.
Sadly I keep coming back to you.
Suffocating me every night
Help me let go of you Niccie
My airways are dark and smoky.
Heartbeat escalates every time we kiss.
I love the way you make me feel.
Maybe I'm in love with the idea of you lying in between my opening.
I'm in love with you Niccie.
But I have to let go.
May 17, 2017
May 17, 2017 at 12:09 AM UTC