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Stevie Ray Oct 2014
No more writtens
poetry, philosophical thoughts
or abstract metaphors hiding faintly in the mist.
Eyes closed, embrace the unknown
Ignorance is bliss.
Stab used needles in my veins.
Lick my lips, vertically slit my wrist
drown myself in my blood
survive long enough to die of ***.
Read in between the lines
and you'll catch that it's a metaphor about suffering.
Don't mind me, my mind doesn't mind me
my mind does it blindly
thinking.. is like licking Poison Ivy
and unfortunately I am NOT talking about Pamela Lilian Isley
Practically high all the time
Hitting an all time high
because I'm on a constant low
Literally waiting, being afraid
for that T.K.O .

Technically losing what I love most.
Y'all can take my honour
Y'all can take my pride
You can take my life
Y'all can break my mind
You all can bury me
or let me burn at the stake
I'll give you all of that
if it means avoiding this possible fate
Because if she takes my daughter away
I'll need 24 hour surveillance
Or I won't make it that day.
Cut to the chase.
Stevie Ray Oct 2014
"Oh hi, good moments and happy feelings"

"Not today man"
I wave at them when they pass by..
Stevie Ray Oct 2014
I look in the mirror
I look into my vacant empty eyes
at the end of the emptyness
I see a cave made of ancient ice

Shackled palms
Shackled feet
Frozen chains
Broken me

Stalactites formed from out my eyes
frozen fear
Frozen breath
Shackled
panic attacks
Frozen sweat
Ice sheets for clothes
Frozen trap

I
walk into the cave
enjoy the beautifull
frozen white
I
grab a stalactite
and stab
my shackled self
right in the heart

The spike slowly turns red
I look at myself
and he says: I thought you'd forget,
will you come back?

"No."

I turned my back
and I left.
Stevie Ray Oct 2014
Sold my soul to the Devil in exchange for suffering.
Stevie Ray Oct 2014
Yesterday night
After an evening of indulging myself in liquid poison
I found my self standing in a club
Boom boom boom boom
The bass strangely palpitates on the rhythm of my anxiety
Light flashes
And life flashes slashing my mind in it's entirety
Soul sweating, soaking my composure entirely
Light flickers
My psyche shivers..
****
Images with every flicker portray what I mostly miss
Quickly gulping down another glass of this *** and mix
Vision blurry, yet the imagery is fixed, so it's pointless to go full throttle
There are lots of differences
between alcohol and liquid Sorrow
Guess earlier tonight at the store I must have bought
the wrong bottles

So we put our hands up, like the ceiling can't hold us
**** that, this song is so bad it's the end of rap
As I fall within the depths
landing on deck of my Mind's Ship
Giving out nonsense orders
like I've become a swashbuckling pirate
At the end of the night
I take a dive in a sea of smoke
my brain inhales
and ironically welcomes
"Davy Jones"
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