I Drink Ourselves
It hurts so much to speak not to you
but I cannot help to coverse.
Why did you erase me I feel so sad?
All those lies hurt me that you did disperse.
I hear your name all the time.
I can't even breathe without thinking of you.
Cut my wrists to erase the pain,
Yes I am one of the few.
I drink your blood to feel ourselves
connecting to become one.
But it doesn't help
I'm still alone.
This isn't any fun.
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1 comment
myst
love this poem, esp the line i cant even breathe without thinking of you..... brilliant