breaking all the hearts
staring off in the distance
and it’s always the wrong
song that comes on
an old lover leaving,
breaking all the hearts
and soon your demons
are in the corner
laughing
you can’t fool them
they know you aren’t cut
out for life in this world
and no matter how much
you try being positive
it will never work for
you
those hands will always
be around your neck
you will always be
pinned to the bathroom
floor at your grandmother’s
house
therapy never worked
the drugs never helped
and even alcohol has
turned a cold shoulder
thankfully, you know
a guy and you still can
find a vein
Excellent poem, I can relate so much.
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