punched in the face by reality
i feel like suicide, but a sore throat and bloody nose will do for now. i feel the drink inside me; swirling 'round and soaking in.
all i really want right now is coagulation.
i'm bleeding from both sides, and nothing i do will stop it. cigarettes don't ease the pain, but oh, if they only could.
i swallow the blood of ten dead men, or at least that's how it feels. i need something to soak up my insides because all i am is jelly.
sleep hides from me in corners where dust hasn't yet lived. in this new sterile environment, the only thing that survives is loneliness. it thrives on my weaknesses and awaits the departure of close friends.
oh to be happy. a fleeting feeling that lost me years ago. it teases me frequently, and i willingly (blindly) obey. but don't we all? like lemmings we agree, and fall for its tourturous seductions.
feeling light headed is neither a gift nor a curse, rather another feeling in life to overcome. my fingers falter and my breathing slows (the delete key comes in handy at these times).
my nose runs red and my brain is running on fumes. my body has to be up in fewer hours than a round trip to phoenix, and i don't think i can make it to bed tonight....
all i really want right now is coagulation.
i'm bleeding from both sides, and nothing i do will stop it. cigarettes don't ease the pain, but oh, if they only could.
i swallow the blood of ten dead men, or at least that's how it feels. i need something to soak up my insides because all i am is jelly.
sleep hides from me in corners where dust hasn't yet lived. in this new sterile environment, the only thing that survives is loneliness. it thrives on my weaknesses and awaits the departure of close friends.
oh to be happy. a fleeting feeling that lost me years ago. it teases me frequently, and i willingly (blindly) obey. but don't we all? like lemmings we agree, and fall for its tourturous seductions.
feeling light headed is neither a gift nor a curse, rather another feeling in life to overcome. my fingers falter and my breathing slows (the delete key comes in handy at these times).
my nose runs red and my brain is running on fumes. my body has to be up in fewer hours than a round trip to phoenix, and i don't think i can make it to bed tonight....