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Dev Aug 2019
Callous fingers, throbbing blindly
I could easily give it up, but I like the pain
Give me something that eases me like this
And I'll take your wisdom on board
Readily, I brace myself
Even though I know I've lost that pain
The pain of smoke pushing through healthy lungs, now turned
The pain of smoke burning my lips, tongue, throat
Eventually settling down in the deepest parts of me
Soothing my soul
Dev Aug 2019
I will never be able to unwrite my words,
unspeak the truth,
or unsee you.
I cannot help but overflow when you are nearby
happiness, anger, sadness spilling out of me
breaking down my walls.
I tell you more secrets than my own best friend
though they are ridiculous
and yet
you drive me mad
and stir up anger
so I lock myself away
and lash out

because I'm aware of how this works
because I know what this feels like
because I've done this before.
Dev Aug 2019
It's funny looking through my memories
Seeing all the good times yet
Only focusing on the bad times
How fat I was
How I still am
How I managed to eat all this food I've taken photos of
Remembering being able to savour then without thinking about how I was going to get rid of it
About the calories
And it almost makes me want to throw up
Dev Aug 2019
Maybe I deserve this.
Maybe I am the overlooked one
And maybe I ****** up the whole dynamic
I wasn't supposed to be the stoner
The smoker
The "borderline alcoholic"
I wasn't supposed to **** away my money
Or drop out
I was supposed to finish things
Because I'm smarter and I'm supposed to have learned from your mistakes mistakes, mistakes.
I'd you're worried about him then fine.
He's a drug addict and always has been
But lucky him hes invincible and smart and hell sober up well in time before he starts something that will ruin him.
The first one is going fine, he's got a stable job, and life, and ego.
Second one is the fixer, same **** and less ego. He'll pick us all up when we fall.
Maybe you do see what I'm trying and failing to hide
And you talk and worry about me like you talk and worry about them.
But why do I get the short end of the stick?
The one who truly ****** up you leave alone
Yet its me you scream at
Its me you can't seem to cut a break
I don't know what to do
I keep trying to ask for help
I'm just so ******* lost
So instead I turn to this newly acquired taste of liqour and nicotine
To dull this incessant noise in my head
And it ******* helps more than you do.
Dev Aug 2019
I'm drowning myself,
Anchoring myself to the bottom of the sea.
I've tethered myself to misery, and I could easily slip from the rope
I could easily free myself from the shipwreck of my life
But I'll just take the easy path
And tighten the knot
No longer straining to be free,
Rather yearning to be another lost soul
Sleeping with the fishes
Dev Aug 2019
I crave attention
Like a starving dog
Lost without its owner
I guess.

I crave love
Like a lost romantic
In a sea of tinder and swiping
I suppose.

I crave people
Like a lonely planet
Missing all its own moons
I think.

I don't crave you.
Im not lost without you.
I don't miss you

And I don't care anymore.
Dev Aug 2019
A sideways glance
Fingers brush
Eyes officially meet
Swapping jokes like war stories
Free drinks for me
More perks for you
I wonder if it was more
Than just a physical need
Chemical reaction
I hope it was more than blood flowing
Full knowing I would fall for it
Girls with low self esteem, right?
How ******* easy.
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