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Cutting out the logic,. Finding a way to dodge it,. Slice out the tongue of my madness,. It's tragic,. Watching you work your magic,. Teach me a trick, take a drink,. Stay a while, stop & think,.
Walking alone,. Holding onto your heart,. Back to a place you call home,. Deeper into the dark,. Lies set in stone,. Too face the truth,. Wasted & used,. Carving away life,. This box is my tomb,.
In the comfort of the night. My tears start to fall. Helpless. An agonizing tearing of my heart. Sadness swallowing me up. Broken. Horrifying hopelessness,. Nothing will ever be okay. Lonely.
Vines & rope under your skin,. Grinding teeth, sanity wearing thin,. Masking a dark charade,. Dancing through lights &. A liars masquerade,. A veil & no face,. Beneath the satin lace,.
I've been in this room for years. Sitting, wasting my life to pain. Hoped you would ease my fears. But in my life your've now become my bane.
Forget him they say. It's easier said than done. Getting him out my mind. Needs a bullet and a gun. The tears of hatred fall. The desire of love fades. I gave my everything.
Already killing. Bulmia attacking. Carrying emptiness. Dying without a big mess. Eliminating nothing. Future withering. Gargantuan we think. Help, to stop, eat, and drink. Insistently devouring me.
Behind the walls, Collecting, pondering it all. Afraid to look down, I know I'll fall. Inside the walls, I hear it all. Whispers, temptation, cries & calls. Addiction locking itself in.
Light a fire under me Let flames consume me whole. Smoke and ashes, Devour my soul. Let me burn till I'm black Let me burn till I die Let me burn till I'm an angel in the sky.
The alcohol is running through my veins, Just like you, The drug I need, The touch you bring never makes do. I need you more, Make me numb, I need to forget, I'm the prize you've won.
This is me shutting down, my heart is in pieces and my mind is full of torment. The pain just doesn't stop. Its like my whole world was suddenly tore out from beneath me.
she stays in bed all day. she didn't have to go anywhere. she could stay in her bed for 24 solid hours and no one would care. maybe her mom would come check in. maybe she'd get a text.
Book of matches, Jerry-can of petrol, full, Old sheets, Yellowed papers, Their aged news, forgotten, Smeared print Turned to ashes.
Restless like the petals of a flower Like them too, I die Sadness scorns my every being Making life so very hard to hold A perpetual glee, lies cold and dormant I long so much to smile To regain my...
Out if pure passion in anger's game, Do I feel true rage and emotions untamed. (I think I'm lost) Fury begin its fiery rain, Driving me mad and altogether insane.
#nightdwellers Tonight I'm living on a diet Of pain and nails and pins, Drinking down break fluid To slow the mess I'm in.
She stares the reflection, her face a stony, emotionless mask. Her pale skin is stretched tightly over her hollow cheekbones, her skeletal face pinched and sharp.
#augustwriteaday #run Run home Runaway Rag tag Existence Living Day to day Skinny legs Holes at Your knees Oversized Hoodie Dirty sleeves You used To sell Dreams Of bigger Better Things Now...
Well they encourage your complete cooperation. Send you roses when they think you need to smile.
She said one hit wouldn't hurt. Instant nirvana while blood spurts. Floating above pain and misery. Found paradise where I can be free. Seconds of bliss made it worthwhile.
Unaware and making shots. Words rot. You say you're not. That person you said you hated. Your portrait's fading. This is blown out of proportion. My decisions I'm living in.
Slipping through the cracks of a damaged psyché. Slivers of the man I used to be. I can no longer find him, he's not close at hand. No one can help me, they don't understand.
Sun rises as I stagger drunk up the road unco-ordinatedly. Resting in a bus stop, looking at a bottle in my hand that's empty. I keep looking for something I cant find, only the end of the drink.
I'm back on this road aren't it. I haven't smoked pot since the end of January. I can do this and have been. I've smoke cigarettes and swishers and gotten drunk twice. that's it. I've been doing good.