to think of you
is to think of lies
what you were
in my head
was never truly you
I must admit that I read
outside the lines
too entranced was I
to see beyond your exterior splendor
but I miss you still
the truth you were
not the lies you became
Jun 28, 2025
Jun 28, 2025 at 8:05 PM UTC
it’s sad to say
that nowadays
a smile
is more often
used
to hide depression
rather than
express
happiness.
Jun 28, 2025
Jun 28, 2025 at 8:03 PM UTC
dreaming of you
like I always do
you're still in my head
like you never left my bed
I still miss your hair
your scent in the air
but baby you're gone
and it's got me all wrong
Jun 27, 2025
Jun 27, 2025 at 7:11 PM UTC
addiction disease
has infected me
swarming down my throat
invading my lungs
suffocating my vocal cords until
the words are strangled away
tainting my organs with its filthy touch
killing
me
slowly
May 17, 2025
May 17, 2025 at 1:32 PM UTC
every day is the same
every day is mundane
but if you ever want things to change
you have will it into being
it won't change on its own
you must know what you want
and make it happen, first in your heart, then into reality
May 17, 2025
May 17, 2025 at 1:29 PM UTC
I wish I was even half the man I have the power to be
I hope that one perhaps I will be
that one day I'll wake up
with my failing liver and blackened lungs
and have a feeling, in my broken battered heart
have a feeling that it's time to be a better man
May 17, 2025
May 17, 2025 at 1:27 PM UTC
the son arrives by the will of the mother
the mother is gone by the hands of the father
the father is gone by the grasp of a bottle
the bottle is passed into the innocent hands of the son
domino effect
May 17, 2025
May 17, 2025 at 1:25 PM UTC
the bottle calls...like whispers in my subconscious
but it is up to me, and only me to remember
that the drink is the devil in disguise
May 17, 2025
May 17, 2025 at 1:23 PM UTC
Take this life away from me
I don’t want it anymore
The pain is just too much to bear
It runs into my core
Emotional and real
Why does no one listen
When I tell them how I feel
My life is pain and anguish
Physical and not
I’m waiting slowly dying
For the final breath to leave me
For the end of all my suffering
May 12, 2025
May 12, 2025 at 8:54 PM UTC