Everything – Poem #51

Everything – Poem #51

11/09/2019 0 By GlennThomas

You were everything and nothing

The air that choked me into suffering

The punch bag I’d hit, and miss

The lips I kissed, when in need of a fix

 

You were the high point, in a low life

And the depth of despair on the other side

You built me up, to knock me out

Locked me out until I kicked the door down

 

So, take this blade and find a vein

That carries the blood you’ve drained

Chasing the overdose, you craved

As I hold this needle to my grave