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Silver Lining Oct 2014
"Is everything okay?"

"Yeah, I'm just tired is all. I've been working a lot. "

"You sound more than tired.. You sound defeated.."
He can tell so much by my tone.
Josephine Sep 2014
I swear I can feel you in my lungs
Like when I'm stressed and take a long drag on a cheap cigarette
Relief
Maybe you're the reason I need relief
But I'll stay in denial for the sake of us
For the sake of my addiction
Maybe the cigarettes are just a metaphor
I'm too young either way
"And we'll get drunk anyway because you miss her and I miss you"
DaSH the Hopeful Jul 2014
I wish I could give you this beautiful pain
   Its captivating to endure
        To watch it unfold inch by unbeatable inch


            Its long
    

            Makes you hard and callous
And makes you grovel in gravel begging for the end
     And it becomes a road
          A winding, twisting road that wraps around your throat

      A gorgeous asphyxiation blurs the smiles of the passengers in the cars on the asphalt
            
   And you blur into unreality
         The road ends

   The film in your head stops



And your left sitting unblinkingly...
Abstract Agony at its Finest
Amitav Radiance Jul 2014
Another day has gone, night’s descended
Lingering thoughts have ebbed
Waves have left the shores of worries
Deluging the castles of sand
Washing away the pensive remnants
Along with it dreams of vainness
Carrying me along with the saline waters
Filling my lungs to the brim
Choking on the brine and spilling out anguish
Clawing on every grain of sand for support
Freely flowing out of my hands
Nothing seems to stay, which I want to hold to
Not finding my sinking feet to gain a hold
The night sky offers ray of hope
Fallen and defeated, fate washed away
Night sky showers me with the stars
Blinking far away, yet blanketing me
Another day’s gone and night descended
Under the canopy of night sky
I find my abode, away from glaring daylight
MST Jun 2014
I will be that hurdle you trip upon,
I am the water you burn in,
I was the drought that drowns you in fire,
as you are the muscle that overpowered me,
the air which flourishes you,
and the rainfall which nourishes you.
NitaAnn Jun 2014
When do you stop blaming yourself? Stop believing that you deserved it because you are worthless, *****, a failure (just look at everything else you have failed in)? When do you sleep through the night and not wake up with your stomach in a knot and your lungs begging for air? When does your heart start to open up and love yourself? When does it stop being scared?

I'd love to know...because I'm not sure how much more I can take. It's kind of funny because, I am not even sure how much of these feelings are from the CSA or how much is from family problems now or how much is just from my declining physical health. Today is a rough day. I'm hoping once the coffee sets in and I wake up a little more...it'll get better...
NitaAnn Jun 2014
Hello, Whiskey!
You have always been there
to comfort me
to numb the feelings
to make me stronger
nobody or nothing
can soothe my soul
like you manage to do
that burn you leave in
my belly reminds me you care.
the more I consume the less I hurt
why did I think I could
make this work without you!
Getting drunk to numb the pain, maybe I will be stronger tomorrow!
One shot, two, three & four shots!
Keep'em coming barkeep!
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