A Little Loss Of Me

by Good Enough   Mar 27, 2009


Sitting in my room
not a care in the world
but my heart keeps pounding
just asking for more

The drugs were getting useless
My thoughts were becoming raw
My friends became enemies
And of course it was the law

But for a few months now
Ive been completely sober
Things are getting better
And my body craves it more

It seems that it wants
and seems that it would need
Another drop of drugs
And a little loss of me

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  • 15 years ago

    by AnCi

    Another amazing poem! You have a great talent, keep writing!