Why does it take, reaching the bottom of a bottle, or a line off the table, to feel anything, anything at all; why am I hellbent on destruction of everything good, I come across; what is my obsession with the fall; where did it go wrong, when did I veer off the beaten path; when … Continue reading Floor.
I am a virus, an infection, a disease. You say you hate me, you don’t know what hate means. I loathe myself, my core and being. An inclination towards destruction, to tear apart everything beautiful at the seams.
It makes no sense, to feel the way that you do, you had everything you wanted, but you kept seeking something new. You did it to yourself, the blame lies only with you, you threw it all away and for what, to find something new? Look at yourself, take in all that you’ve done, destroyed … Continue reading Blame.
i hate writing these shitty, garbage fucking poems. wish i never met you, i would carve a hole in my skull cut out my mind and go simple. but it's deeper than that it wouldn't help me forget. you are a plague on my existence, my skin crawls when you are mentioned. through no fault … Continue reading I don’t.
enough time has passed, where the pain is no longer a constant. it hits now, like a wave strikes the beachfront at high tide. and in that moment when it comes it envelopes everything. washing away all the good that currently exists. then it passes. i spend the days where your memory overtakes me, reminiscing … Continue reading Enough.
There seems to be a disconnect between my mind and my reality, Where I exist in two seperate places and both maintain a certain fragility, So easily am I tossed between two different plains of existence, Yet I continue onward with an irrational sense of confident insistence, Stuck in this pattern of self destruction and … Continue reading Insanity.
As of late I've found that I am attracted to the chaos that accompanies tragedy and uncertainty, moreso than the stability that follows order. I can no longer enjoy the mundane or monotonus slog of the every day. No longer seek the ordinary, or the feeling of just ok, no. Not any longer. I need … Continue reading The Fire.
The sun rises and the sun sets, days blend together, the distance between us grows greater but I still can't forget, what it felt like to hold you in my arms, it was a drug unlike any other, one dose could stave off the hurt, i'm still coming down from you, withdrawal has left me … Continue reading Withdrawal.
Been up for a couple days straight now, sleep doesn't come easy anymore, and when it comes it's not good, memories and dreams become one, reality doesn't seem very real, the warm body in my bed doesn't cure the loneliness, the pills don't stop the noises, but the drink, the drink is still a friend, … Continue reading Sleep.
I called the doctor but I had to leave a Message When he called me back He said he can't help me I asked why He said there is only one cure For what I got And that cure is time I said Doc That's the one thing I don't got