my heads spinning.
in my ears i hear ringing
i can barely see a thing.
i think that's why
the lines all got blurry
and i have no worry
for any potential future of mine.
don't think i don't know the risks.
because i know all too well,
i know everything.
and it's not quite that i don't care
its unhealthy; i could die...
i know.
but the way i know the food will make me feel,
as it goes down my throat
is my worst nightmare.
YOU ARE READING
the beauty of darkness
Poetry'why is it that i'm drawn to the darkness,' 'you almost saved me, but in the end, i was too far gone" a poetry book that explains all the things i never know how to say. i hope you can understand me after this. [#3 deeppoems 2/5/21] [#1 deeppoetry 1...
