what is happening to me?
why must I fade again?
this feeling of numb.
a blunt may be the best escape.
but..
but….
it may have been my worst mistake.
turn up the music and vibe.
all thoughts obliterated.
chasing my high.
can’t feel, just know it’s cold, and I’m alive.
maybe I should stop.
can’t feel.
feel too much.
whats this feeling?
what’s this breeze?
frozen in the moment.
almost forgot.
make it stop!
i scream in my mind.
drowning.
not.
suffocating.
here.
in my head.
chasing my high.
enjoy the ride.
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Author:
AaliyahC. (
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If you took out all the I’s and I’ms, I feel like it would make this poem way better. Still though not tryna ruin your high LOL great poem for sure.
Wait cuz you’re lowkey onto something
I like it
I like it as well, I feel like we knew it was coming from you so just seeing the words to describe brings out more imagination and less repetition. You made a poem even greater. Ah the power of editing I hate love it tbh LOL.
You’re amazing and funny. Thank you.
Great write
Thank you
You're welcome
Before you know it, your on ten joint's a day.
Habits
Their to break.
Easy to enjoy
Excellent poem, Aliyah. I’ll say this, at least your not chasing the bottle. Still, I know the feeling of trying to numb the pain, which never seems to ultimately work without “chasing the high”. You captured this well in your poem. 🌹👏
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