So trashed
I can’t remember how to cry
but I’m talking to the walls about you
I won’t talk to you
I can’t make any sense
And what’s the point?
I was supposed to forget you
but you’re all I remember
All I think about
when I can’t remember how to think
This trip is taking me to hell
Well, guess I died when I lost you
Now I die every day
And you’re the only drug I wanna do
Shaking, hot and cold
My body aches
And if this high had made me bold
I’d say I can’t live without you
I’d say I don’t want to
© Cheron L’Estrange
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GRADE 9
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