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Hey guys this one is short because the next is gonna be REALLY special. It will be from Drew's POV. Warning: This is pretty heartbreaking </3 "Alright, you need some sleep.
Glen once knew a man who was sad. Nothing went right he was mad. Cheer up mate. Life can be great. Here have this cup with a Teabag. He took my cup and added water.
#100days. "You drive me mad!". "You make me crazy!". "Get off your ass, you're so bloody lazy!". "I hate my job". "Need a break from my wife". "I loathe your perfectly happy life". "I can't".
Sitting waiting for my screen to light up. They say the cups half full but mines an empty cup. Is this the way my life's going to be. Sitting on my own high up In my tree.
B rooding like some goon. R emembering all of his gloom. O ppressed and so full of doom. O h, something is coming soon. D epressed and shity he croons.
I wake up again With my neck in pain A headache screaming And then my phone starts buzzing I've got 2 new voicemails The same person called me bitch and whore I ignore it for now My heart has no...
I thought I was in love with you, But now its such a shame, How you treated me this bad, Causing me so much pain.
Drowning in a darkness. Of deep despair. Believing the lies I hear. And seeing truths not there. See the rays of sunlight. They shine upon your scars. Reaching for that broken smile.
It's sad how I ache to get to my daily dose of my only hope. The way I love to feel it fill my lungs with smoke. Burning the back of my throat, constricting my chest. Leaving my mouth with a dry coat.
A burden is all I seem to be,. I'm doing nothing but weigh her down. She tries her best to keep us afloat,. But because of me we'll all drown. All I ever am is a problem,.
My neurons don't communicate these days Disconnected, fail to reminisce On conversations treasured And peacock dawns like this. I'm divorced from memories it seems; My mind, she angrily lets me go.
-I lay here in bed looking at my wrist, I see vains. It's not bad, not worse than me being in pain. - I wish I could get better by the days, But instead I have to go to the doctor to get x-rays.
-I hate the fact that I'm torn apart on the inside because guys like to fuck with girls heads, Well now I'm all crazy and shit and forced to take meds.
Happiness is a smile on your face. The joy thats accelerates apon your face. When yours eyes light up like a million stars. Leaving behind all the sadness and scars.
Honestly, I'm my own worst enemy. I say and do Stupid things I know I'm not suppose to. Sometimes I feel like the madness is taking over my brain. The truth is I drive myself insane.
Trust requires a balance of the mind, A certain rationale That has always escaped me Too paranoid, Too insecure.
Go to sleep and close you're eyes, and dream of broken butterfly's. That tore there wings against a thorn, you know the pain that they have endured.
It jumps at you when you're least prepared, Brings you to your knees in despair. Will twist your mind will bend reality.
I'm not feeling very well. It's a dull pounding ache. Might take a while to go I can tell. How do I get rid of it for god sake. The blues, pissed off, fed up, down. Felt like this for years.
Another song of mine, I love writing songs, it makes me feel so much better. Don't worry darling you're not insane, don't worry about me, it will all be okay.
O. bsessed about the tiniest things, No matter how irrelevant, But somehow when the germs are gone you feel oh so benevolent. C. onsidering whether to double check that they have left no mess...
I find myself here again, in this lonely place. Wandering around, my head hanging down, my life looking like a disgrace. Morose to the point, that I’m boring myself. I just want to sleep all day long.
Life's black and white Self hate kept inside I can always die An escape precious suicide Abuse to ease this pain It will bring back color More more more Another patient at addicts door Sky...
I'm sorry. Really. I am. I know I can't go back and change what I did and what happened. But saying sorry is all I can afford right now. I didn't speak because I didn't know what to say.