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Dont think.
Dont think at all.
Just dont.
Because thinking leads to over thinking.
And over thinking leads to head explosions.
So just dont think.
Just dont.
Because thinking lets you realize how ******* up everyone
And everything
Truly is
So dont think.
Just dont.
In the same way
He was addicted to *******
She was addicted
To him
And nobody knew how it felt
To be addicted to a boy
That had more on his mind
Then just her.
She said quietly
"I dont care."

But I could tell by the way
Her voice cracked when she said it.
I could tell by the lump in her throat.
I could tell by the gloss in her eyes.
And I could tell by
The crimson
On her wrists that

She really did care.
In the deepest, darkest, depths of Hell, I found myself alone, yet again. I can’t stand it anymore, but I'm trapped. Trapped from normality; trapped from the mainstream. I can’t get out. I'm here forever.
I like water
Swimming, floating…
Drowning

Its all quite peaceful, if you ask me
I like the way my body makes ripples as the water huddles around me
Waves

I gasp for air
I need more air

I have all the air I need, now
The water is almost calm
Just ripples from what almost happened

I spin and turn, trying to catch my breath
I can’t do it
It’s almost too late

It’s not too late
Calming down; that’s what is happening now
The water is calming down, yet again
I drift further into the waves

Into the ripples
Until all that is left of me is what almost was

— The End —