Temporary Cure

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Everyone just walks around and takes pieces of each other


Then throw them away like trash


while looking for another


 


People sick with broken hearts looking for a cure


Trying to get rid of all


the pain that they endure


 


Little Zombies aimlessly searching for a "right"


Meeting a new stranger


then staying for the night


 


And all the drugs and alcohol will never understand


They canvas apathetic hearts


Due to their own hands


 


Self-destructive, angry, and never clarified


That all of their temporary cures


are the reason they have died. 


 


 


I realize that some of my recent writing has been quite dark. This piece just kind of came out of me while I was listening to "Lover's Spit" by Broken Social Scene. Another song on the playlist-"Kreuzberg" by Bloc Party. 

Created: Jan 07, 2012

Tags: sex, temporary, heartache, depressed, alcohol, dark, cure, drugs, one night stand, writing, poem

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