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Painkiller

You're killing me

By Erica JordanPublished 3 years ago 1 min read
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Painkiller
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Painkiller

You’re killing me

You were my painkiller.

I took you everyday to get that high

And breathe you in.

Intoxicating.

Better than any high

Not that I’ve done anything but marijuana.

My blood rushing painkiller.

Head numb, body weak, thoughts?

None.

All of it.

You do this every single time,

As my painkiller.

You know how to manipulate me, to do whatever you say.

You make me your little puppet to play with, toy with.

My painkiller.

You’ve taken everything away.

Increased my pain, emotions and changed my thinking.

But what you don’t see is, you’re killing me.

Painkiller I need to let you go.

You need something other than me.

To fill that giant hole inside you.

You’re my painkiller.

But you're killing me.

-ej

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About the Creator

Erica Jordan

Tea is drug. I'm chronically ill. I cant do much except my art that helps my nerve pain and function. That's baking, painting , writing..... anything creative to use that outlet to express myself . Stay Wild Moon Child.

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