PAPER TRUTH ✨🖤
A Needled PenÂ
A Shot Glass,
To Attend.Â
Liquid Courage.Â
My Heart Amends
Writing Words From EmotionsÂ
How I Feel In The MomentÂ
Drinking To Stay StrongÂ
My Heart, Remains Alone.Â
See,Â
The Needle Is My CompanionÂ
The Substance Is Just a Friend
The Feelings,Â
They Come & Go
Like a Toxic Boyfriend.Â
Each Day RepeatsÂ
Like a Broken Record,Â
You Still Keep.Â
It’s Sentimental.Â
Nerves on 100,Â
Like a broken Receptor
My Soul Is SuffocatingÂ
From The Voices With In,
I Take a Shot,
Write Again.
As The Needle Continuous To Stain
My Brain.
Only Until It’s Time For BedÂ
Lay My Intrusive Thoughts To Rest Â
I’ll Wake Up Again and Try My BestÂ
— PatheticPoet™
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