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нямам сили да умея
и си правя онази
тетрадка с хубави
мисли от толкова
много време че не
помня кога изобщо
я започнах и ти
ми липсваш със
силата на хиляда
горящи слънца
искам да изпуша
всичките цигари на
света и да спя и спя
докато той най-сетне
не свърши всичко
ме дразни безумно
искам да я хапя а
не знам дали тя ще
ми позволи ноктите
ми се олющиха и
някак ми се плаче
а уж съм щастлив
мамка му искам
да пия уиски и водка
защото след това
няма да чувствам
нито краката си
нито сърцето си
кокалчетата ме
болят и е приятно
искам да пребия
някого или пък
някой да пребие
мен имам нужда
да кРЕЩЯ но да
събудя всички ще
е невъзпитано а
и съм уморен от
това да бъда
уморен винаги и
вечно котките
бягат от мен и
чаят ми свърши
трябваше да пия
повече кафе днес
моля те бъди при
мен най-сетне не
понасям тъпото
разстояние не
го искам искам
само теб защо
си далеч какво
правиш сега какво
правиш съвсем без
мен какво те кара
да се усмихваш
толкова е трудно
като знам че ти
си там а аз съм
тук и нямам си
никого и никой
няма мен.
i.
you two were
laughing about it
and so i joined you
and we smoked and
acted all silly
and pretended it was
notabigdeal
but
she(16, 5'7", 110.23)
collapsed
and though we bought her
chocolate(which she didn't
even try to eat)
and water
and sat next to her so she could
lean on something soft
and it seemed pretty fine
i think we were all
more frightened
than we seemed
we can smoke to-morrow
i can hold your hands
tell me all your sorrows
you know i've been there
we can sit and cuddle
on the marble stairs
it will not be sudden
it will not be strange
we can smoke to-morrow
we can kiss and bite
i know all your sorrows
they've always been mine
i'm not saying let's get back together but i know you like the scars on my skin and the depth of my hole
it's one of those nights
when i want to smoke a pack
and drink enough to start crying
when i really don't want to talk about it
when i'm so fine
i'm not fine
i'm not fine at all
i'm at my lowest
yet tyler ******* durden would mock my definition of
"the bottom"
it's one of those nights when
i want to get deeper
because
only when you reach the bottom
you can rest
you can even make it comfy
it won't possibly get worse, so
why go for making it the best?
that, you can't have
cause life is a *****
and we are imperfect and
we are god's unwanted children
and other horribly amazing quotes
it's one of those nights when
i want to jump in front of the last train
and become an awful, fascinating piece of art
but that wouldn't be reaching the bottom
that would be avoiding it
and i'm a tough guy, all right?
all right?????
it's one of those nights
when nothing seems right or real
when i blink really fast and
when i'm not sure this is the proper way to breathe
when i miss everyone; when
i miss even you
and i hate you in my guts because
YOU ARE THE REASON I'M THIS WAY
YOU YOU YOU YOU YOU
YOU *******
it's one of those nights when i wish you were here
when i wish you'd still pretend i was important
you'd help my heart function properly
(you stole it you burned it you killed it you monster)
it's one of those nights
but you have her now
and i have no one
and i want to smoke a pack
and drink until i cry
and cut until i die
well, well, god help
me, now have i
******* up! this
is a whole new
shade of awful!
i'm down again and
yet i still pretend
i'm! so! happy!!
and yellow is the sun
and jolly is my soul
and lord have mercy
on me and i'm! so!
alone! and i am cold
and i forgot the
mechanism of
breathing, oh i
need help! but i'm
so, happy, see? see!
can i still get into
heaven if i ****
myself? is there
heaven? is there
hell? IS THERE
ANYTHING
AT ALL LORD
HAVE MERCY
I'M! SO! STRONG!
**I DON'T WANT
TO BE ALONE
they say that
once
there was nothing but
chaos
and with time
every pile of chaotic asteroids
became a planet
it took great powers and many years
but
it happened

well, thanks to you
i am a pile of chaotic asteroids
*and to think i was a whole planet once
the white town is calm and so quiet.
its people are ever asleep.
they know no such thing as "desire".
you could tell they don't really live.
the white town is cold and abandoned.
its people are ever asleep.
their visitors are never welcome.
they come and they cry and they leave.
the white town is sick. i don't like it.
its people are ever asleep.
i never go there cause they'll make me
stay there and forget how to breathe.
they're vicious enough, though asleep.
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