you're the medicine that i take
when i want the shakes to go away
the reocurring dream
the surreal memories
the unatainable fantasies we create
it's always me that can't get out of my head
it's the little sentences that you've said/set
i keep breathing them in
and keep holding within
as i bury myself upon this lonely bed
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My writings and poems
I don't think i'm a good writer. I don't even think I'm good at anything, and if you want to waste your time reading these so called 'poems' go right ahead. I'm just sorry they're not as great as I would like them to be.
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