Broken Thoughts… Collecting Points For A Better Soul…

The blood tasted fresh at first
A sickening feeling in my heart
Hands around your throat
If this is love then I hate the taste
The way you make me feel
Dying inside, scratching at the casket
The earth tasted fresh at first
A sickening feeling in my head
Broken neck syndrome
If this is love then I hate the taste
The only way it could have been
Only way any of this ever ends

Killing off, cutting off the dead limbs…

So much pain
Digging down, buried within
Took everything to get here
My soul, all the blood
Still so far to go
Getting up seems to be
The hardest part
Crawling out of the grave all along
A home, a thought I created myself
Blame those around me
Forever lying to myself
The thoughts come to me
In a dying song my heart can’t stop
Singing

So you think any of this matters…

Hollowed out soul
Give me all of your shit
Addicted to you
Gun stuck in my throat
Give me more
I’d live but it is not
Everything I thought it would be
Hung over, burnt out
All I wanted was to escape
Came back running
Too afraid of who I could be
Without you next to me

I promises this isn’t becoming a thing… but let’s talk about that last one… It could easily be about a person… might even read that way to you… could easily have been about cigarettes for me… would fit right into how I felt when I tried to quit… but for me it was about alcohol… I didn’t get full blown addicted to alcohol… which is why I was able to write something so clearly… When I tried to write during the time I tried to quit smoking… it was dark… unclear… and I buried it all deep away… when I say it was dark… you know I’m not fucking around…

Addiction can be… is something… that a lot of us can’t escape… I wasn’t even that far along in my alcohol downward spiral… and I still think about it nearly every day… I think for me I was still in that “searching for a feeling phase”… not in “this is me phase” that I am in with cigarettes… point is I was able to get out from under alcohol… I can’t get out from the cigarettes… yes I am aware that is an excuse… I’ve made peace with it… addiction is different for everyone… some addictions are worse than others…

When I hear about people addicted to heroin… it breaks my heart… especially when it is people younger than me… it is a death sentence… not a matter of if… but a matter of when… I can’t judge… we all do what we have to do to see the end of the day… but heroin… pain killers… I’ve never heard… read… or seen any happy stories that end well with heroin… the sooner you seek help the better… never taking them is even better… I can imagine how coming off that shit must feel… and I know I wouldn’t even come close to how it really feels…

I get trying something… I get finding out for yourself… but there are just somethings in this world you shouldn’t fuck with it… I’m no fucking saint… no role model for the next generation… but staying away… seeking help… is all that I can say…

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5 thoughts on “Broken Thoughts… Collecting Points For A Better Soul…”

    1. I kicked drink… more or less it kicked me… haha… funny but not… dark sense of humor… sadly I can’t give up cigarettes… too weak…

      It is good to hear from you… it has been awhile… how have you been?… Been thinking about our movie collection lately… I want to get back into it… I know you got a mic and I got one… I’m sure Alex has one too… not sure about the others… we need to think bigger… maybe make something and edit it for later… then we can post on our youtube channels or something… maybe planning a time might work better for everyone… we’d lose the right here… right now feel though… something to think about if you are interested… hope all is well…

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