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Mutual Dependence

we use each other:

crushed me into a paste with credit cards,
then licenses. Suddenly, I'd gone from
soft hips, soft hair to
a crack-filler for all your problems

I am just a front to cover your
chaffed lips, lock jaw
glassy eyes and I know that
I'm nothing more than another bong hit,
another line.
I am just another way for you to get high when you're
on Good Behaviour. We share a bed, but
we don't share the same saviour, you
love all substances
and that's what I've become to you.
A crushed up smile, crumpled between
my morals and self-deceit.

I am the dragon you're chasing.

I am the street car you're drag racing.

I am the witness for every deal you do,
a front-seat moral compass for you to
hear when you need something new to ignore.

And I'm not gonna be there anymore.

I won't sit with you in smoky rooms and laugh
ignore anything that hasn't been pulled through
a glass chamber, spun between rolling paper
I can't inhale happiness when my whole being
hates your
You can see it from the way it plumes on the way out.

You have become the tar I fill my lungs with,
the only argument I have left to lunge with.
I am choking, unhealthy,
but I'm escaping my reality. I use you to
lose myself, and I'd never really
been this lost till you showed me insanity.

I validate myself with your addiction.
I know not all my wounds are self-inflicted,
but I can self-medicate just as well as you.
I'm losing weight too, and some days,
I'm scared I'll get too high and I'll just
float away.

Because I have no anchor anymore,
I have nowhere to go anymore,
I have no one to love me anymore,
you are my last resort
and you know that.

You know that.

by BreeBree
posted on 01/24/2014

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Comments: 12

Comment by TiffanyLoganAlexander: Sep 5, 2018 9:02 pm
Totaly relate to that
Comment by MBJPancras: Feb 6, 2015 2:20 am
Comment by urabaka: Sep 17, 2014 6:55 am
Wow. Absolutely stunning, lost in the emotions, and spiraling through your ambition to change. Stay strong to fight it off, don't let them control you when you might lose control yourself. Very powerful poem, and very well written.

Comment by PoeticPrincess: Mar 14, 2014 10:51 pm
Drugs are a cancer, your own body killing itself. I really enjoyed this!
Comment by prettyspl: Mar 1, 2014 7:06 pm
Brilliantly written .. Vote
Comment by TheArchitect: Feb 20, 2014 4:56 pm
Comment by MrGrunty: Feb 11, 2014 7:54 pm
Bree, this is the meaning of artistic beauty.

I absolutely love this beautifully executed tragedy.

Comment by darksideofme: Feb 1, 2014 10:19 pm
This poem is perfect, Every line of it had me captured.

drugs can really make a ****ery of everything good. Truly one of the more ****ed up mental prisons there are.
Comment by LucidChimp: Jan 28, 2014 6:11 am

I think you need to slow down a smidge for the first 30 seconds. Jmo.

Other than that, ooooooooh.
[It's funny how many echos and little internal rhymes I miss when I read - due to accent]

Comment by MissingThatDay: Jan 24, 2014 9:48 pm
That was just powerful in all senses of the world.

You know that. You know that.

Great Job

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