By rasmithii

It's in your mouth,
on your tongue,
shaking your body.
the chills squeeze your ribs,
claw at your spine, as
you crawl out into
the hallway searching
for that one thing
to ease your pain,
your loss, your wound,
your reason you drink
pop or smoke to
when all you can do is
why you chose
to be here now,
on the floor,
hiding from your past,
begging it all
to come to a
sudden stop.


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