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Carly Laskowski Feb 2015
life is rampant,
and when suppressed,
it can blossom into
a violent flow of emotions
that are stronger
than any painkiller
a doctor can prescribe.
December 13, 2014.
Chase Gagnon Jan 2015
The painkillers in my pocket rattle
with each step
toward the unreachable moon
in strange harmony
with the untainted snow
crunching
beneath my feet.

Two or three
aren't enough to numb me
anymore,
no longer enough
to shut my brain off
for a little bit...
to quiet these thoughts
that stalk me
and whisper
how no one would find me
if I just lay here
on this nameless road
with a mouth full of pills,
face to the stars,
and die in the arms
of a snow angel
who'll carry me away to a heaven
I only believe in when I'm high.

I squeeze the bottle in my pocket
almost to the point of crushing it
as I turn away from the wind
and look back at the light of
my grandpa's cottage
drawing my attention
away from my midnight daydream
and the moon
that hangs like a sliver bullet
stained with the blood of monsters
from my mind.

How many times
have I walked this path high
praying to God's gleaming eye
for death,
as it winks slowly
with darkness
as if indicating something
beyond my comprehension...

All I know is
the cottage is warm
and I should go back.
French inhaling cigs,
Chasing the burn
With mixed drinks,
The nights oh so cold.

Who would've known,
That I'd find myself alone,
This night is ****
And I can't believe,
That I'd drown my dreams.

Nothing is as it seems,
Staring at the bottle
I'm just tryna find relief.

Chain smoking cigs,
Cause my lack of ****
Numbing the pain
Just so I won't see -
.....what's down memory lane
Alice Madness Jul 2014
Would you miss me when I'm gone?
I'll fall into all this all over again just to be burnt to pieces.
Don't you dare tell me what life is.
Cause I really don't want to ever find out.
Would you need me when I'm gone?
Or was I another notch in the wall that you knocked down.
I'm already waiting to fall down, again.
Don't you dare tell me what to think.
Because this time I don't care.
I'll burn all this again just to watch it in your eyes.
I won't wait for you when the last stand happens.
I'll wait down here while you're falling.
I'll prove them all wrong, push me down, all these years have amounted to this.
Let's prove them wrong.
Stay awake, it'll be worth it. You'll watch the sun come up again.
We'll be weightless in the dawn.
You don't know who I am, let me go on living.
Fifteen years to be pushed up to the edge.
But it's my blood and in my soul to watch all this drop down. Let me be the one to numb this out. I'll be your painkiller.

— The End —