kpthelegend0012

At the brink of pain
There seems to be every happy moment I miss
Waving at me.
It's some kind of comfort I'm reaching for.
Remembering a peaceful time
When I shared beautiful, comfortable moments with people I loved.
Everyone around me now is miserable because I am.
And they hate to share space at the brink of my pain that inflames our potentially happy moments.

Sharp tears stab my face
And my heart
And my life.

While I stab my discomfort with short term heroin
Prescribed by confusion and dosed in desperation
To heal something that remains a mystery
To a sad, unhappy girl.

I'm at the brink of my pain
Waiting patiently for darkness's end.