I might scoop you
from that ***,
or watch you churn,
and watch you ROT.

Woke up in anger
Could not fathom why
The earth spun around me,
Why didn’t I die?

A stomach of *****
And a bottle of pills
Entwined with a death wish
Why wasn’t I killed?

I’m still in this bed
My face is the same
The primary difference
Is inside, I’ve changed

My stomach is fried
My headache, fair game
I shake and I cry
The whole world, deranged

From under these covers
My conscience is drowned
My thoughts turn around
Fatality bound

How do I get out?
How do I escape?
I’ll try it again,
For THIS is my sake.

Bottle after bottle
Relinquished the room
Discovered, and empty
Death, my perfume

Day after day
In this house of regrets
My mind and I fester
Alone and a mess

Blood on the walls
And dirt on the floor
Uncensored and raw
My heart on the door

If THIS is demise
And THIS is defeat
I’ve tumbled from lies
The truth came to meet

The parents all wonder
Just what they did wrong
The cause of my slumber;
So silent so long

Yet, everything differs
Although you can’t tell
I’m trying it sober
Unquenchable hell.

Your fingers of mesmer
Trace patterns on me,
Your words are the pavement;
Your eyes are the sea

Treading in words
That flood to the brink;
Your presence, my muse
Your essence, my ink.

The moon, it was watching
The stars coalesce,
While blatantly stalking
Right into this **MESS.

over
spilled milk;

DO cry
over spilled
**drank.

And my mind is
right where
I left
it.

I need a fix
I need a line,
Boy, I don't need
Your Valentine.