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Overdose

May 23, 2022
By avaswen04 PLATINUM, Arlington Heights, Illinois
avaswen04 PLATINUM, Arlington Heights, Illinois
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Favorite Quote:
“When they asked me what I wanted to be I said I didn't know.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar


I open my eyes and my feet are already jittering. 

They dance with longing and anticipation

of another night swaying around the dance floor with you. 

I grip my aching chest as it shudders. 

My heart beats irregularly as it misses you.

My face contorts to an unidentifiable form 

as it thumps hard against my ribs.

The skin around my sharp bones is cold 

without your engulfing embrace. 

Blood in my veins needs your love to keep pumping, 

without it, my skin grows purple and shakes. 

I feel the absence of you louder more than ever,

it rings my ears till I go deaf. 

My room loses color as my ability to focus 

on the ceiling dissipates. 

I remain in bed shaking, 

eyes twitching in the blackness,

as I reminisce on my days with you. 


The author's comments:

I wanted it to first appear as someone missing their loved one or partner really badly and just exaggerating the feelings of missing them but when you peel back a layer it is a person overdosing and their love is really the drug.


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