Rise and fall Wills your voice Rise and fall Fall upon my desperate ears Coursing are my deepest fears Pouring out through your veins Making me tremble And cry Until my tears are beyond dry Canyons bore into skin Of unfathomable pain
- Jay M October 7th, 2021
Had horrible scenarios playing through my head yesterday morning... I'm okay now, but it was rather intense.
my thought fibers push past the clutter, swirling around until my brain twists into knots and my heart follows suit, its veins tangling like spider webs until my feet get swept off the ground and my body gets ****** into the black hole.
Crashing waves against the crunch of sand Touches my feet Sinking into the softness beneath me As the water stains my toes blue And paints goosebumps Paints chills Across my legs Up to my stomach Full of the same crashing waves Those which curl And spin in whirlpools Up to my chest Into my lungs full of seasalt And the bitterness of the morning sun Down every branching vein That reminds me of mangrove roots Yet pale and blue So small and delicate It reaches my own shaking fingers And to the rosiness of my cheeks All I hear is the soft ringing of windchimes in my ears And the splash that dissipates into nothing but tiny droplets Maybe that’s what keeps me awake at night.
it climbs up their thin veins, worming its way under their skin, until it digs into their vulnerable minds, controlling them from the inside out, until they twist the life out of others. the prey become the predators.
You were a drug to me, babe. You weren't the medicinal kind either. You weren't just a painkiller. You weren't an antidepressant. You weren't a Xanax. You weren't ******. You weren't even the good kind of drug.
You weren't ****** or **** or ecstasy. You were the kind of drug that messed around with my heart and left my brain feeling clouded. You were the kind of drug that left me confused and feeling worse than before I took you. But I did. Again and again. I told myself I would break this vicious cycle of unscrewing your cap and hating myself for it afterwards. That I wouldn't draw back the plunger and force you into my veins anymore. But I didn't. Again and again.
I told myself you would be the death of me.
Every high you gave me left me feeling lost in the clouds.