The alcohol that trickles down your throat
leaving a slight
burning
which makes you feel
more alive than any other night of the week
the Friday night is the night
you leave your cares
and strife behind
eager to forget
the overwhelming darkness
It is hard to hide
from the creature that consumes
your fragile little mind
is no match for the abyss
without the aid of alcohol
to drown the creature
before it engulfs your body also.
Mar 16, 2014
Mar 16, 2014 at 11:58 AM UTC
Your cynical ways define your soul
as you treat the people who love you
with nothing more than utter disdain
my passion for you has faded
since the day you entered the world,
full of those who are simply vain
your beauty is deceiving and you
steal the hearts of many,
oh how I empathize your loneliness
and pity your disgustful ways,
your cynical ways define your soul
and now nobody will ever love you.
Mar 16, 2014
Mar 16, 2014 at 11:26 AM UTC
alone in his room at night
sitting
darkness surrounding him
tears
rolling down his cheeks
phone
in his right hand he sends that last text
to every contact
on his phone
"so this is it
the end of the final chapter
the day
my story must end
I'm sorry for dragging you
all through this with me
but hey, it was fun while it lasted
right?
none of you are to blame
for the things
that will soon take place
I'm going somewhere better now
stay strong
I love you"
pressing send
he waits to see
just how long he can
withhold is misery
it's time to go
he says to himself
before picking up the pills
and the blade
and walking away
from his phone
which is now
ringing
frantically.
the texts were never answered.
Feb 4, 2014
Feb 4, 2014 at 9:26 PM UTC