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broken hearted girl

by Poems by Kiesha 7 months ago in performance poetry

temporary fixes

i ease my pain in all the wrong ways

stay up all night sleep through the days

not one bottle but six

anything for a temporary fix

i forgot what it feels like to be fully clean

doing drugs and alcohol is my daily routine

it is no longer any fun

i gave in and my demons won

my body but i am no longer in control

someone else is playing my role

what a mess i have become

any substance to make me numb

all my money goes towards making magic potions

anything strong to block out all my emotions

i hate the feeling of being alive

anything so my sleep can deprive

constantly only living in my dreams

facing reality is harder than it seems

i say i will stop but it is all lies

brew tea with the bags under my eyes

started with a drink to ease the pain

now i rack lines of cocaine

drank bottles pretending their mouths belonged to you

i still can’t deal that you found someone new

my reflection? i do not know her

it is hard to live sober

started as a smoker

by october i was a stoner

anything to feel something

inside there is nothing

i didn’t know there were over a hundred ways to break one heart

when you left you took a part

substances to make me feel whole

to replace my happiness that you stole

performance poetry

Poems by Kiesha

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