`This Poem is Not About Drugs`
No form or figure.
I feel a little bigger.
No time to shiver.
I'm hotter than ever.
I am vapor.
Sometimes I'm puddle
pillows I cuddle
know I am a muddle
of sighs.
four walls mine muffle
unyielding cries.
I sleep in memories wet
awake wave goodbyes.
Sometimes I am ice.
I find the cold suffice.
circumstances rolled dice
and each day I pay the price.
I never claimed I am nice.
I envy how you levy slice
of world.
This cold,
suffice.
Today I am vapor.
This is my day 96 entry of the 100 days of poetry by @d-pend from [SteemitSchool.](https://discordapp.com/channels/415608386990768149/421387948903235585)
If you like what I'm doing here, help me out to get me some visibility and add me to your steemvoter or bring me a @curie vote like @rasamuel did which @f3nix thought I deserved and supported me through frustration. It's been more than five months of this.
goddamnit.
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