A rush of blood to the head
The excitement of dread
Why
Do we yearn for the reasons we bled?
To be free from reality
Can't see your mortality
It's no surprise
The devil loves hospitality
Desperate eyes watch him slide through the door
Invite him in for reasons you choose to ignore
Let him tear up the carpet
The curtains
The floor
That was the last time
Every time
You swore
May 21, 2019
May 21, 2019 at 6:34 PM UTC
They say it's better for your health
To always be kind
To go through the day at a steady pace
And regulate your emotions
They say slow and steady wins the race
But they're just going through the motions
Running into oceans...
Drinking deadly potions...
High highs and low lows
My life never flows, never slows, sometimes blows
I'll never know
I'll always care
Like the turtle and the hare
It never seemed quite fair
That the fastest of us fall behind
I wish it could all rewind
A perspective that sticks is hard to find
Oct 9, 2018
Oct 9, 2018 at 3:24 AM UTC
Closing your eyes
While feeling your skin burn
You've come to despise
The lessons you can't learn
Silently sinking
Through an infinite space
Closing your eyes
As you come face to face
With the water that drowns you
Seeps through your hair
Open your eyes
And you breathe it like air
Jul 23, 2018
Jul 23, 2018 at 11:19 PM UTC
Paradoxical
Like this summer depression
My journal entries sound more like Confession
Than the answers to any philosophical question
All the same fears and tears
These past few years
How do I know my life wasn't left on repeat
Or pause
Living the effects so what's the cause?
Jun 6, 2018
Jun 6, 2018 at 1:53 PM UTC
i lied awake
in bed all night
and scratched my skin
until daylight
if i could just
pry open my chest
til my soul was free
and i could rest
then i would finally be able to sleep
with my spirit afoot
with it's own two feet
leave my limp being
for the morning to find
and let my soul
run free with it's kind
Jun 27, 2014
Jun 27, 2014 at 2:42 AM UTC
a restless yellow energy
layered beneath my skin
buzzing at a monotone
until i let it in
a thin spread of thoughts i see
waiting to arise
settling down into that feeling
i so much despise
a sleepless night
a fretful fight
until dusk breaks into day
a restless yellow energy
a burden here i lay
Feb 26, 2014
Feb 26, 2014 at 12:19 AM UTC
my mother always told me
i was a different kind of smart
the street kind
the deep kind
that saw the world as art
understanding
and perceptive
sharp and young and bold
determined
and protective
never doing what they're told
a wild spirit
an intellect
with too many modest bones
a beautiful
magnificent gem
hidden beneath stones
Nov 28, 2013
Nov 28, 2013 at 12:49 AM UTC
despite my tear-filled trouble
i try to flash a smile
and hope that when i get there
i'll stay there for a while
regret and sorrow fill my veins
my hands begin to shake
i look inside my blood shot eyes
my heart begins to ache
i don't know who is in the mirror
it surely can't be me
soon the image starts the blur
i can no longer see
now the tears keep falling
and they won't ever quit
so i stare into a strangers eyes
before i give the hit
now my mirror is shattered
but it matches my heart
i look down at the broken glass
and see some kind of art
i crawled up into my bed
and held my ****** fist
and thought of everything i hate
i made a whole long list
now here i lay
alone and sad
not really knowing why i'm here
and before i sleep
i feel it fall
one last
single
tear
Aug 12, 2013
Aug 12, 2013 at 11:50 PM UTC
they say
life's a rollercoaster
and it has it's ups and downs
but something is wrong with mine
it just keeps speeding
down
and down
always gaining speed
so i can't see what's around me
the faster it goes
the more feeling i lose
and everything is blurred
ive given up on trying to stop it
now i'm just waiting for it to crash
Jul 22, 2013
Jul 22, 2013 at 9:59 PM UTC