#flooded
whoa whoa whoa
hold up
love addiction in progress
exit to the left
wave goodbye
to rational thought
buckle in buttercup
this ride has highs that feel like
20 hot rails
like getting away from the police when they gave chase and you're riding
hot as ****
it takes you to bliss but watch out for the tail
that fall from ten stories high that withdrawal
I internally panic and do nothing to avoid
the craving
the need
the unrelenting urge to reengage and get another hit
to avoid that 4am empty as a shell feeling
like
the whole world
caved in on itself
and
your ego is dying by eating itself alive
I play this game and tell myself
not
this
time
but it is exactly
when those two words form
in my thoughts
that my head feels
like the mind of ten psychotics spouting word salad
at full volune
all at once
cognitive dissonance is a *****
oh hell yes the pleasure is exquisite but the pain is
the pain
the death knell
that sweet little reaper
that comes to gather the pieces of your heart spilled on the inside of your Honda civic because you're practical afterall
Nothing to see here
Keep it moving
Mar 4, 2022
Mar 4, 2022 at 6:11 AM UTC
The seedy ****** here were ungrateful, hateful
With my giving loving rainbow drops
Now I know the ugly huminz need mustard seed facefulls
To plug their noisy orifices up
Good thing I'm not into sinus ****
At least, not yet
Do better, stupid humins
Or you'll come to know the taste of de luge
Sep 26, 2019
Sep 26, 2019 at 6:06 PM UTC
i can't stop crying
i don't even know why
but the tears fall for an hour
and then they dry
and then i'm waiting
til it happens again
til i'm flooded with this feeling
of my mindstate caving in
Jul 30, 2018
Jul 30, 2018 at 5:11 AM UTC
Couldn't see the rain before it flooded everywhere.
Mar 24, 2018
Mar 24, 2018 at 1:09 PM UTC
*Your windbreaker holds back all of the rain that flows
Only seconds away from the curb where you stand,
Puddles distant near and far are the result from the
Violent storm at hand. I'll try to somehow understand.
Your hand stretches outward as if to beckon, but instead
You stick your finger up and let me know how you
"Really feel," but I'm always at your mercy, your dark
Brown eyes hold me in a somewhat helpless-make me reel.
If there was a way to go back to that time and find you there,
What I wouldn't give to tell you how you made me feel.
A lady knows when she's found her love, and there's no way
Without you I'll ever get bye when push comes to shove.*
Oct 26, 2015
Oct 26, 2015 at 6:07 AM UTC
These hearts are flooded and foolish
Too dumb to see we're done
Too busy beating their drums
Desperately fighting for something that's
already
fucked.
**** it, we keep fighting, keep scratching, keep biting
Our tongues spit numb words through chattering teeth
The same conversations
Same situations
Same polluted sheets, poisoned covers
We cover it up in public
They say we're so good together So sweet
Behind closed curtains the knives stick in deep
Apr 10, 2015
Apr 10, 2015 at 3:17 PM UTC