#self-destructive poems

Steven Fortune May 2014

Soft shelter
I urge your preternatural
brigades of perspective
to ground my resignation
in some hypothetical
formation of inclined leisure
If I'm treading mere chance
in my hope then I urge you
not to simply humour me with
sly tomorrows assuring
optimism in the brittle molts
of days shrinking to reveal
solar aspirations
I'll turn my back
to the broken weather like
a naked sibling
There is nothing humourous
in humouring
though I've taken it
in self-destructive perpetuity
Tie me to the rack of realism
like Odysseus before the Sirens
I'll sigh and swallow
yet another new medication
one for soft shelter
in compounded sleep
where perspectives hide
and the chemicals of moods
long dismantled
congregate behind blindfolds of
destiny's clumsy executioners

05 24 14

#hope #sleep #realism #perspective #humour #destiny #moods #self-destructive #shelter #resignation

Brynn Louise May 2014

Something Toxic

I'm feeling a little bit, self-destructive.
I'm feeling a little bit, stupid and careless.
But that's alright,
But that's okay.
Because you're right there,
And that's exactly what you are.

So what do you say?
You want to start something toxic?
You want to start something dangerous?
Start something we won't want to stop
Until it's far too late.
We'll be pieces on the floor,
Scattered everywhere.
Won't be able to tell what's yours
And what is mine.

But that's alright,
But that's okay.
Somebody else can pick up those pieces.

I'm feeling a little bit, self-destructive.
I'm feeling a little bit, stupid and careless.
But that's alright,
But that's okay.
Because you're right there,
And that's exactly what you are.
So what do you say?
You want to start something toxic?

Oh, my!

#hurt #relationship #you #me #toxic #dangerous #self-destructive #unhealthy

Akemi Apr 2014

define despair

Tangled, withered limbs surround these arteries
Pulsing through the fissures left by time
A delayed strangulation over centuries
Has masked away this cancerous hive

I find my comfort in craving
The emptiness beyond tongues
The light consumed young

And I sate my lusts watching
The dust cave your eyes
Draped in your warm lies

The air too heavy to breathe
Suffocation and fever retreats
Sedation, self-destruction, blister blaze
Wasting in the dark of your soul’s gaze

We share these miserable chokes
We share these comforts alone

1:12am, April 25th 2014

An attempt to describe depressive episodes. The self-destructive urges, physical and mental alterations, the feeling of absolute isolation.

I don't think people who've never felt suicidal would ever understand, which is why I don't talk to anyone about this. When mentioning I felt like I had no purpose, one friend said if you had no purpose you might as well **** yourself, and another said I'd be fine.

F*ck them.

#depression #suicidal #unstable #self-destructive

Akemi Aug 2013

to dream

Conscious creature
You opened your eyes
And saw into infinity
Beyond a vast divide

You walked with agitation
Under a circadian sphere
But in slumber lapped upon
A recursive lie turned fear

So you gnawed and you nibbled
You scratched and you split
Without a pause in your malice
Until reality thinned

Until the atmosphere bled
All life, light, and breath
And you were left with closed eyes
And vast emptiness

11:29pm, July 30th 2013

'to dream' or 'sentience is suffering'.

We can imagine things far greater than reality can give. Those unreachable things will blind you to all the beauty in your surroundings.

Inspired by: http://topshelfrecords.bandcamp.com/album/lacuna

#fear #imagination #dreams #careless #suffering #conscious #understanding #emptiness #sentient #puzzlement #self-destructive

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