I am sick of ****** jobs
With **** poor wages
I am sick of working hard
And not being rewarded
I'm sick of sadistic managers
Always breathing down my neck
I am sick of drinking cheap beer
Because that's all I can afford
I'm sick of making a tank of gas
Last for 2 weeks
I'm sick of having holes in my pants
But I can't afford a new pair
Capitalism makes me sick
Apr 3, 2016
Apr 3, 2016 at 5:35 AM UTC
I am the epitome of misery
This heart break heavy on my mind
So pour me another drink
To get me through the night
But the morning hurts just the same
Apr 3, 2016
Apr 3, 2016 at 5:33 AM UTC
It is 4:30 in the morning and I miss you.
I have just driven home from work and parked in the driveway.
I look around the yard and even in the dark the memories all come back to me.
I leave the Red Hot Chili Peppers on the radio to drown out the noise in my head
But it's the song we always listened to while we were driving.
A single tear runs down my face and I wipe it away.
As I get out of the car and walk to the house, it's drizzling out.
The annoying cat, the one that you love and I hate, is sitting out in the rain meowing.
He is pathetic.
But then again, so am I.
I pick him up and carry him inside with me
Because I think you'd like that.
I sit up drinking even though I'm tired
Because I know I have nothing to look forward to tomorrow since you've been gone
Apr 3, 2016
Apr 3, 2016 at 5:32 AM UTC
Loving you
Was the worst mistake I ever made
Along with believing you
When you said you loved me too
Because you're a ******* crazy mess
And you only love yourself
I treated you like gold
You treated me like a cigarette; just used me and threw me away
I called you princess
You made me cry myself to sleep
You broke me into a million pieces
And then acted like the victim
I loved you more than myself
But you treated your dogs better than me
I did everything for you
You lied to me and wouldn't see me; not even on my birthday
Then yelled at me and cried when I didn't want to talk to you
And after all this
And so, so much more
You wonder why I hate you? You expect me to forgive you AGAIN?
You say you've changed but you said that last time and the time before
You say you love me, but you're a ******* liar
You only love yourself
Jun 1, 2015
Jun 1, 2015 at 11:35 PM UTC
These scars on my body
These scars on my soul
My lungs black as coal
And my liver like swiss cheese
I am the definition of self hate ***********
Jun 1, 2015
Jun 1, 2015 at 3:33 AM UTC
With every drink I feel more alone
And the more the cigarette burns on my arm
Look like kisses
Cigarette kisses
Hating everyone, hating myself
With a heart as black as my lungs
With only my drink and
My cigarette kisses for company
These burns on my arm
That I call sweet kisses
Feel like love
So bittersweet and so painful
Jun 1, 2015
Jun 1, 2015 at 2:10 AM UTC
Told I’m everything
I’m still not enough
Just another disappointment
That’s all I’ll ever be
Will you make room in your heart
For the both of us
My heart is full of you
I don’t need to love myself, only you
I try my hardest
Still I fail
Am I worthy of you?
I guess I’ll never be
Jun 1, 2015
Jun 1, 2015 at 2:07 AM UTC
Welcome to America
The land of the free
And the home of the sane
Here in America
There isn’t much to see
Unless you’re in the clutches of insanity and pain
Uncle Sam is watching
Step out of line
You get a bullet in the head
All to protect Uncle Sam
Bow to him and everything will be fine
The time is coming
Uncle Sam will face trial by fire
Anarchy will reign
It is coming
We the insane will rise
And burn Uncle Sam on his funeral pyre
To put an end to the people’s pain
Jun 1, 2015
Jun 1, 2015 at 2:04 AM UTC
Alone in a dark room
The walls painted black
No doors, no windows, just a revolver in hand
Oh god, it’s all in my head
Time to play
A little Russian Roulette
Barrel to temple
A pull of the trigger
Nothing. Better luck next time!
Time to try again
Dull click
How cruel this game is
Once again, pull the trigger
Am I still alive?
Why? Oh why, isn’t it my time?
Begging, praying I try again
BANG
My prayers have been answered
Jun 1, 2015
Jun 1, 2015 at 2:03 AM UTC
There are my demons
They revel in my flesh
Symbolic fiery beacons
Born from my angry, heartbroken mesh
No one can see the real me
But I just see myself
A dark man full of spiritual debris
In a bad state of mental health
I might be considered insane
But it’s really not me
They don’t really have a name
It’s the demons that reside in me explicitly
There are my demons
Filling me with rage, sorrow and gluttony
Burning internal heathens
That bring out the evil in me
But that’s what keeps me breathin’
Jun 1, 2015
Jun 1, 2015 at 2:01 AM UTC