Word vomit. Spontaneous. Angst.
Caffeine Candy!coffee fuckshit.
A broken heart and a shattered soul. A shell. Unfeeling. Empty.
Wanting to be apathetic, but getting sucked in instead.
Pass me the liquor, something to drown the pain that’s not there.
I cannot live your life for you.
My choices had nothing to do with this. This. This was all your doing.
Rainbow-colored delusions of grandeur. Unreal. Intangible.
Coffee stains on what used to be pristine tissues. Forever stained. Forever soiled.
Phantasms. Real. Alive. Consuming everything in its path.
False hopes. Temporary bliss.
Unwavering hatred. Awkward bitterness.
Cold coffee. Sweet. Bitter. Awful after-taste. Awful stinking breath.
Raw fear. Disguised pain. Empty smiles.
Is it so bad to disappear?