The human brain is beautifully extended
However, with beauty there is a price to pay
We have to pay for everyday that we spend elated and without worry;
Our thoughts and actions become dresser drawers
You may have them all open at once
None open at all or even slightly
Or a secret special sequence of opened ********
I choose to keep every drawer at a slight open
At ease, I may now peak in and search for the answer that I need
Never shut completely.. in case I become needy
Jul 24, 2019
Jul 24, 2019 at 9:02 PM UTC
My heart is in my stomach & i'm painted with sweat
No one but you makes my spine tingle like sprinkling rain
I ******* hate you
I ******* love you
You deserve love, but none of mine
******* swine
CTL
Jul 24, 2019
Jul 24, 2019 at 8:57 PM UTC
The end of my cigarette seeping down like an inferno
Burning slowing
Blurry
Filling my lungs with toxic self nourishment
Trailing smoke in my lovers face
Why is it so ******* pleasing to ruin ourselves?
Why does it hurt so good?
Maybe i'll find out once its all over
Once I am locked inside my wooden cage, and topped with wet earth
I'll patiently wait until then
I'll finally fully understand how much time I had wasted running full speed to my final destination
Death
Who really loved me?
Who truly didn't?
The inferno of this cigarette is finally half gone
Even more time wasted burying myself
The other half of me is my brain
Pickled in alcohol
Riddled with regret
Past, present, and future
A woman in love with her sins and passion
A victim of her own ideas and indiscretions
Infatuated with torturing her very soul
A beautiful mind, riddled with fear
My body is slowly turning into ash
Burning, and red hot
Disgust wrapped in pretty paper
To be burned, and thrown in a gutter
Oct 10, 2018
Oct 10, 2018 at 9:35 AM UTC
Pain is something so dimensional
It can be ones suffering, or lack there of
No one way to describe it, and no one way to feel it
An ache from the pain
Eventually amounting into complete numbness
Feb 14, 2016
Feb 14, 2016 at 2:59 AM UTC
A breathing corpse
Patiently waiting for the violent images to abandon my mind
Hours pass
A thickness hovers over me, and I can now feel him
No words are ever spoken
No face, and no name
The only option is to wait for them to go away
My entire being is consumed
I can't move my body, or control my thoughts
My reality is controlled by subconsciousness
Total awareness with a complete lack of control
Torture
When will it end?
When will I be left alone?
Feb 11, 2016
Feb 11, 2016 at 1:55 AM UTC
Two very dark, and boundless questions constantly cycle through my brain
It can either seem immense and overwhelming, or very simple
Am I living? Or am I dying?
Feb 11, 2016
Feb 11, 2016 at 1:35 AM UTC
Tick tock
The man is gone
Tick tock
Did he run?
Tick tock
He made a mistake
Tick tock
Time has been stopped
Feb 10, 2016
Feb 10, 2016 at 5:08 AM UTC
The heat and oxygen course through your lungs like a temporary flame
One sweet dull second of numbness
All they can see is an empty vessel; an unstained body, with from the looks of it, not a care in the world
But they are simply decomposing from the inside out
No doubt, they will be a platform of overt despair by the end of the night
The sight will give a writer something to write about, an empath something to cry about, and a lover something to worry about
Destruction is infused in every cell of their body
When it comes down to choice, there is not one
It feels to them as if the days inevitably, and relentlessly, cease to end in the immense amount of pain instilled in every ounce of their being
Dreading tomorrow as if it's a terminal sickness
Once you have lost hope, it seems there is no fire left to burn
The time that they have left in the world will be filled with cheap cigarettes, Irish car bombs, and lifeless friends
Closely comparable to a dying tree; close to expired, and still so beautiful
Jan 18, 2016
Jan 18, 2016 at 5:09 PM UTC
My head is clouded
Im faded
No use in trying to escape it
All the while, trying to erase it
I'm here
Alone, but listening
I need everything you have to give,
But I realize now that's an unrealistic request
I'm still chasing it
Escape it, and erase it
There's no point is wasting anymore time desiring the undesirable
Dec 3, 2015
Dec 3, 2015 at 7:23 PM UTC
I felt the loss, now i'm exposed to fear
The end is coming near
All I need is you to hear me
The words that i'm saying are dire
I need you to hear
My last thoughts are of pure faith and desire
Why can't you hear me?
My last step;
My last breathe
Here I am
Open, and wounded
Needing some swooning, craving pain
The loss of my past, predicting the aching pain of lost love and relation
I'm here; waiting
Patiently waiting
Needing, and pleeding
The last dose
The one that makes my heart implode
Destruction
My needs are unconquerable
Dec 3, 2015
Dec 3, 2015 at 7:18 PM UTC