I place you between my lips
My hand trembles as I inhale
Adrenalin kicks in, my stomach flips,
As I exhale.
I knew you were trouble since you walked in
But I'm addicted to your nicotine
You're the kind of trouble that starts of fun
And the drug I'm willing to die from
YOU ARE READING
SILENT TEARS ✔️
PoetryGuys, I can't tell if I'm a sad writer or just a sad person. Enough about me. No one cares, right?? But I care about you enjoying the poems I've written for you *sobbing*. So grab a tub of ice cream and a box of tissues, and dive right into it! H...
