My Poison

Again, I'm up at 1:45 in the morning, alone.

The movie has just ended,

 I have a buzz from the beers I just drank.

As I sit up, I take my phone and check it for messages or missed calls


Night after night I long to feel the warmth

the security of a man to hold.

Night after night I fall asleep cold and alone.

Every night I question myself for the loneliness.

Am I not good looking enough?

Do I do something that drives guys away?

What have I done in my life to deserve being alone?

I do not think there is one reason why I am unwillingly by myself.

The last thing I have ever wanted to do and never thought I had to do was look deep inside myself. 

Look deep to find why everything goes to shit. 

To find out why everyone I look at, talk to, or even touch is poisoned.

Why I am poison. 

  • Author: DuztinH (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 24th, 2017 19:28
  • Category: Love
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