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 Oct 2018 Tess
Michael Smit
I always overthink
Leaving permanent ink
One thought
Next another
Each and every other
The constant annoying utter
Sorry I can't post today, Had to deal with some medical issues from my past.
I had to do a E.E.G again today, getting test results back sooner or later. I might be having seizures again.

In the end, It will all fit together.
 Oct 2018 Tess
Demons
“High.”
 Oct 2018 Tess
Demons
Let’s get high.

It’s so Intense...
The flames around my nose,
My eyes flickering from side to side.
This stuff has lifted me to the sky.

It’s such a Monster...
Ruining my insides,
Making me tired,
But I’m alive.

I’m higher than the Empire State Building,
I’ve reached heaven’s gates.

Why stay down, when I can just go up-
Higher!
    Higher!
        Higher!
    Down.
  Down.
Down.

Reality is a bust.
So why don’t you come on over.
And let’s climb the mountain to Heaven.
Please don’t leave, don’t sigh...

Trust me, Baby girl...

Let’s get high.
Time.
Lifes.
Lies.
and cut ties.
In the end, It will all fit together.
 Oct 2018 Tess
Sam Hammond
Numb
 Oct 2018 Tess
Sam Hammond
Slowly I have noticed that
My days are spilling into one.
Colours started fading out
And now my sense of taste is gone.
Painted circles on my eyes,
From endless hours of restless sleep,
I wear them like a war paint,
My battle cry; a sullen weep.
Now it doesn’t hurt as much
As it has done for many years.
Creeping numbness took ahold
Now even death knows not my fears.
I feel insane.
Lost.
Betrayed.
Broken.
Hurt.

I can live with my sanity, "Nevermore."
A little poem for all of you Edgar Allan Poe fans like me.
Still sick, most likely will be posting Monday.
In the end, It will all fit together.
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