Junkie
I sit here naked nin my room,
Inside the prison of my mind.
I am trapped
In a viscious circle
And it's killing me,
I fall down, depressed,
Then you come along,
Make me happy,
Make me feel normal for a while,
And it's not so hard
To keep on living,
Then you leave again,
Go to
Her.
And i fall down again,
Used.
I cannot do this anymore!
It's robbing me of mysanity,
My humanity,
Myself.
But i cannot stop it.
So i sit here
Like a vegetable,
Naked in my room.
Tearing myself apart,
Shredding my soul.
I need you so much.
I'm addicted.
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The poem is great...I didn't mind the typos...I new what you were saying...
Later...
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i can feel the emotion pouring out of it as i read every line, great work
thats goin into my favs!
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God B1itz was right you are Soul Obessed
I like...
"So i sit here
Like a vegetable,
Naked in my room".
Very nice
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