Finally!
So after an 8 month long case of super writers block, I have finally written something I think is decent.
Alcoholism: An excuse to find yourself
My life is a tragedy of woe.
Needless to say, I'm disraught.
I'm sick of confusion,
Mind games,
The sleight of heart.
In all honesty,
I'm miserable
It's hard to be anything but livid
when I am not only mad at everyone who plays this so called game,
but I'm even more upset with myself that I picked up the goddamn controller.
My heart is an archive of battle scars and war stories,
so I'm perplexed as to why the loneliness bothers me so much more all of a sudden.
What adds even more fuel to this everburning flame
is that inasmuch as I hate the idea of Like, Lust, Love, and Longing
I can't seem to get enough of these four dreadful 'L's'
Emotional Crack
A fucking addiction
Alcoholism: An excuse to find yourself
My life is a tragedy of woe.
Needless to say, I'm disraught.
I'm sick of confusion,
Mind games,
The sleight of heart.
In all honesty,
I'm miserable
It's hard to be anything but livid
when I am not only mad at everyone who plays this so called game,
but I'm even more upset with myself that I picked up the goddamn controller.
My heart is an archive of battle scars and war stories,
so I'm perplexed as to why the loneliness bothers me so much more all of a sudden.
What adds even more fuel to this everburning flame
is that inasmuch as I hate the idea of Like, Lust, Love, and Longing
I can't seem to get enough of these four dreadful 'L's'
Emotional Crack
A fucking addiction