it’s torture it feels like screaming at the top of your lungs but you are in an isolation room white walls, empty echoes or like you’re gasping for air but you are being dragged under water suffocating darkness, deep abyss i just want to be heard i just want to be understood
I'm Going On The Run, Watching silos in the Sun, Trying to find a place to hide, From the evil that's inside, Corn fields in the landscape, Let's give in more take, Thoughts they fill my head, Try to distract them instead, The woods are dark and baron, So I just can't stop staring, 4 hours from my home, I feel so all alone, Cry myself to sleep, For the company I keep, I hope you enjoyed your stay, I made it through another day!
On the day that I lost my name I took a nice long walk To the edge of infinity, Searching for it
You know, they say the earth is round And as I leaned to peer over the side of it There, lay a vast blanket of outer space No continuous ground— like they said No path to move on from Dead-end roads and deadened feet Had led me to this edge, where I cut myself on contemplative thorns
“At what point did he stop loving me?” “My friends are gone” “Rehab couldn’t fix me” “I don’t want to wake up tomorrow”
No, the world isn’t round My thoughts are round And so are my vices Always spinning and falling Into a perpetual mental cycle
So when I looked beyond the cliffs of my flat Earth Into the depths of nothingness I pondered what it would feel like
To tippy toe my way over
To lose myself forever
If I never wake up tomorrow Would they remember my name?
you soft and gentle hear like silk, thin as thread eyes like jade freckles scattered the way you kissed me and pulled away to see my smile just to join our lips together again you were there when you were needed but now i'm in solitude and you are too you you, were mine.
This poem is about my ex and I breaking up right before I was sent to rehab.