Honey

The 2 A.M Writer

Thought my boat was finally plugged of all holes

But even now it seems my head is still leaking

I guess this is what I wanted

But yet I still find myself seeking

For another day that I could feel from my cage

Even the seconds feel dipped in honey

The best high is a good night's rest

But every other day is more muddy

I can't feel my self when I'm high

But even I know deep down

It's all a see through lie

 

  • Author: The 2 A.M Writer (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 18th, 2017 02:40
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  • onepauly

    your brain on drugs. excellent poem!
    wonderfully put.



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