Submissions by itskylejordan

I am alone again.
I find myself in my room, huddled on the floor,
clutching only a spoon and my lighter.
I am on a binge.
A small vial of liquid and a putty substance,
I load up the spoon with fumbling fingers.
I am so far gone.
I heat up the spoon and pull back the syringe,
slap my arm and inject myself.
I am impaired.
I lay back and smile, knowing I survived one more gap,
telling myself each time Just One More.
Just One More.
I will only do Just One More.
Then it happens again and again.
I am strung out.
I will steal, lie, and...

Sitting on my driveway at night,
It slowly begins to rain.
A feel comes over me that I dare not fight,
A feel that comes with the pain.

It starts out warming, sensitive, calm,
But can quickly turn to darkness.
I sit outside and hold out my palms,
And I can see her standing in that dress.

Dat Feel.
A feel of all the feels one can feel.
As if the rain's purpose was to steal,
It takes away all the feels I feel.

As I stand up to walk away,
The rain around me slows my pace.
I look down into a puddle and have to stay,...