Apr 2020
my soul aches again as another unsteady sorrow slowly moves through my veins
I have welcomed another poison yet again
the chalice filled with despair
will forever entice me
an unyielding hands tips it against my lips
the cursed glass meets my mouth
and a drop of that toxic spill slithers down my throat
it’s rancid taste should repulse me
the horrid bitterness and burning brings tears to my eyes
but I can’t refuse this goblet of misery
for I am an addict
I have welcomed another poison yet again
the chalice filled with despair
will forever entice me
an unyielding hands tips it against my lips
the cursed glass meets my mouth
and a drop of that toxic spill slithers down my throat
it’s rancid taste should repulse me
the horrid bitterness and burning brings tears to my eyes
but I can’t refuse this goblet of misery
for I am an addict
I hate so many things right now and I write when I’m sad and it’s honestly my best writing but I want to write happy. I was selfish and asked people to reach out and check in and I do every year and every year I’m left hanging and alone and I’m ******* tired of expecting anything. These made up expectations I do to myself are just so stupid and I want to stop but I can’t help it. It’s nice to pour it out to strangers who don’t understand but they can appreciate pretty words strung together. Thank u strangers
