You were my poison.
Yet I couldn't live without you.
You were my drug.
Addictive.
I'll find every way for you to be apart of me.
But I want so badly for you to leave so I don't overdose.
Just like a drug.
Maybe overdosing on you isn't so bad tho?
Maybe it will be amazing.
Like every high.
Most drugs can kill you.
So will you be my weed?
I can't die off of you.
No.
I need to stop.
These thoughts are bad.
I don't fall in love with anyone.
Your not weed.
Your more like acid.
A poison.
A drug so powerful that even a little bit could harm you for the rest of your life.
Magic mushrooms?
If I trip off of you will you catch me?
NO.
Your like cocaine.
A simple fix that's hard to overcome.
Every kid makes jokes about you.
'Hey I dare you to snort that wizzfizz. Or that icing sugar '
But your not sweet.
So yeah your like cocaine.
Every kid jokes about it but never dares to touch it.
Drugs are magnificent.
Just not your type.
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Thoughts And Excerpts. || #Wattys2018
Poetry||Started: 1st April 2018.|| ||Ended: 15th November 2018|| some things I think about :) Along with some quotes that I add deeper meaning too. Some things that I talk about in this book are to no one. Some are dreams. Some are nightmares. Also some t...
