Cocaine Angst





Why wont you whisper in my ear

the things I always wanted

you to say?


See your face,

but I can’t touch you.

Hear your voice,

and I still crumble.



I had that cocaine angst,

you had my cigar smoke

in your face.

I’m so sorry

that I always get like this

in my bliss.



I only took a sip,

but you gave me a

hella good



Despite the warning signs,

I let you drive me

out of my mind.


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