human wreckage

my drink got spiked at the party
making the room feel trippy
like buzzes and drugs
spilling out on the dance floor
a deafening silence
i cannot hear

but i feel as if i’m in
emotional hell
but i feel like i am not in
emotional hell
it’s probably absolutely nowhere near that kind of thing

room spinning
vomit on the pavement
all because i’ve turned into human wreckage
that was once my drug
outside

i am now back in my flat
with my hot tea cup in my hands
to get rid of this awful
taste of vomit
still heavy in my mouth

i am nothing but human wreckage.

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Author: kateelizabethxoxo

Blogger and Writer

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