Doing The RinseA Poem by yinserivReposting because I can't remember why I deleted it.
Doing the Rinse
Yinseriv
Everything learned about love in my past was held onto
An old bag saved because
I never knew any different.
Like my drug of choice I lovingly placed you in a spoon
Drawn swirling into my life
Injected so I might feel whole.
All this time clean doesn’t equal recovery if I used you
An object to banish
The darkness from my soul.
You’ve given up and left running from my needs
Insanely I replay conversations
Desperate like doing a rinse
© 2008 yinseriv |
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