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aidan-bentley-carter
lithium keeping me from iridescent mania cutting of the air to my lungs strangling me with snaky grey v i n e s oozing with itchy slime that gets in every pore depression and self loathing set in why is this my prescription?
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Jul 6, 2016
Jul 6, 2016 at 10:59 PM UTC
Lithium
I'm scared of the monsters under my bed where they live after escaping my head they groan and scream mean things at me all from the land of the dead
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Jul 6, 2016
Jul 6, 2016 at 10:58 PM UTC
Monsters
up up flying its simply electrifying painstakingly terrifying killing me now testifying im like a kite that keeps untying and my tongue it keeps on lying the truth im still denying hiding from what youre implying on me you need to stop relying my shoulders persist on sighing afterall i gave up trying i think i might be dying
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Jun 19, 2016
Jun 19, 2016 at 1:16 PM UTC
Untitled
they say dont self medicate but i cant keep living this way cant take all the anger and hate drifting around getting lost in the gray. would a cigarette be a real devastation? Then theres all forms of self mutilation i could always drown my uneasiness with bottle after bottle of 60proof queasiness theres all sorts of remedies in prescription form theyll make you feel happy and ecstatic and warm or theyll make everything fuzzy and drag you down low give your head an awful sort of chemical blow theres so many options theyll make me feel great take away the bad feelings coerce my mood to elevate
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Jun 16, 2016
Jun 16, 2016 at 1:06 PM UTC
Self medication
well it actually happened i guess i fell in love but everything seems to be messed up you see my lovers a demon with sugar flavored lips shes poison and treasure is hidden right below her hips im crazy for craving her and her perfume of nicotine im crazy for loving her because she isnt what she seems up and down and back again rollercoaster of euphoria hot and cold and warm again drowing in hysteria my love, her name is mania
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Jun 16, 2016
Jun 16, 2016 at 1:04 PM UTC
Mania
sleeping pills and flying over window sills nicotine and mary jane flick and then lighter flames one for here and one to go alcohol that over flows ecstasy and acid dreams lots of methamphetamines piles of my razor blades unsafe amounts of crack ******* oh Lord i might be dying i dont care 'cause now im flying
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Jun 16, 2016
Jun 16, 2016 at 1:03 PM UTC
Too many escape routes