22 February 2013
My irrevocable loneliness hits, Yet again. It abolishes my sense of bliss It leaves me breathless from the emotional fits.
I'm Crying, Biting my fist Lying, On my back Tossing and turning... Screaming into my pillow as if I'm being attacked
So I'm writing, Writing so I can stop. Writing, Just writing... In the quiet of the night. It's so quiet, I hear it pounding in my ears, It gives me quite a fright.
I begin to think loud thoughts Drowning out the quiet, My whimpers also help to break the loud silence.
And I realize that my brain is a clutter I was really fucked over. Fucked over, Overly fucked Over and over Over and fucked over Again and fucking again, I was fucked over. Fuck, fuck, fuck.
I can't stop I can't, I won't Make me stop But you don't Don't give two shits You never did Never did You did not Didn't you?
Where's the booze? Why do I always lose, My fights?
Loser, I am And I'm lonely I can't stand Can't stand my mind. Can't stand my life Why do things take so long to change? Why do people like to run away? Why am I so afraid? I'm so fucking afraid.
My dear irrevocable loneliness, You're my best friend It's nice to know that at least you won't leave me, I guess.
Irrevocability • Opuss № I