L I F E L I N E S

Your scent is intoxicating

Your touch is captivating

God I want you

I want you so bad

I miss you

But I can't have you

It's not good for me or for you

This would just break us further

And I can't handle

Knowing I would be

Your

D E S T R U C T I O N

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.
.

You are the blood in my veins

And I'm scratching

And scratching

And

S C R A T C H I N G

at my wrists but you're not leaving

Your presence hasn't changed

I can't get you out...

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.
.
.

You are the breath in my lungs

And I'm smoking

Smoking harmful chemicals

Trying to flush you out

Smoking nicotine

Smoking THC

Smoking anything

I am now

Inhaling

C A N C E R

and

now smoke comes out of my mouth more than words

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.
.

You are the colour of my eyes

The depth and hues

And I'm walking round blind,

Eyes closed

But I still see the shadows

I am dazed

Nothing is clear in darkness without you

You are the colour and light in my eyes

Come back to me

Fore I am now

C O L O U R B L I N D

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.
.

You are the nightmares at night

I silently scream and wake up crying

I frantically search my bed for you

Almost physically feeling you leave

You

H A U N T

me

But I can't live without it

For now my imagination is enough

Enough to believe you haven't abandoned me

Like my mother has

.
.
.
.

I don't believe you know

That you

Are my

L I F E L I N E

I do not believe that you know such things

You told me to depend on you

And that you'd protect me

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.
.

I'm desperate.

So I'll believe you

I'm desperate.

So I'll take your spoon fed assurances

I'm desperate

So yet

I ' L L L O V E. Y O U

another day

This poem is about: 
Me

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