This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at C Mich chapter.
Intended for Audiences 21 Years and Older
The bloodstreams, the inner walls of your veins
darting, dashing, sprinting, faster than trains
through your body, staining teeth
I wreck everything; from outside your skin to underneath.
Glass scattered in the streets
bloodstains on fresh bed sheets
stomach liner and brain power
inhalation of unknown powders.
I sneak up your esophagus, behind your back,
memory loss knocking you off track
mind spinning, sinking, slipping away
disorient of money, time, and day
I hide well, you blame anyone but me
they say I’m trouble, you disagree.
Nail polish remover and Listerine,
your relations disastrous, anything but clean.