Broken hearts.

Mon, 06/11/2018 - 13:13 -- Neftee

Oh my,
This hurting in my sternum
Is very concerning
I turned to smoking and drinking
and pill popping as solutions.
But broken hearts feel
What normal hearts wish they could,
There is nothing better than
Numbing my weathered body
With booze and sleep.
It feels like clean sheets
When i lay here,
Sick and vomiting.
Wretched and pitiable.


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