you are like a drug because
i won't stop
because
choosing you means turning against my world
because loving you means hurting myself
because being with you is like borrowing happiness
that i will have to return
on my own
you are a drug
and i
i can't stop
YOU ARE READING
silk thin threads
PoetryExcerpt: i hold on, sweaty hands grasping- at a thousand different silk thin threads: reasons to stay. Trigger warning: includes references and abstract depictions of depression, anxiety , suicide, self harm and mental illness.
