Best Poem of S.. A.B.

With just cigarettes as my crutch
I feel like I'm going nuts
Many sleepless nights
And now I know I'm losing my fight

You say I seem fine
You think I'm so strong,
Looking deeper inside
You've never been so wrong

Texting your phone
In a crowded place
I'm feeling so alone
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'A Slow Death'
Cocktails of drugs and alcohol
Mixers of my thoughts and misery
I’ll give it all up for impossible dreams
if you take me somewhere I can breathe

Reality brings me back down
I’m just a face in a lost crowd
Find me somewhere I can think
then I will find my peace

My glass is always half emp . . .
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