Teenager

Sweaty bodies of running mascaras and rejected hearts

pervade the floor of grinding and stripping.

Drowning thoughts of suicide and self-hatred

in drinks of wanderlust.

Forgetting failures and broken promises

through pills of stardust.

Garish beats encircle the youths,

blaring out the remnants of humanity.

All that is left are the animalistic vibes of a caveman

who is required to survive the evils of life.

Now all that remains

are teenagers turned adults.

 

Venza xx

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