Chewing On Glass…

Tag: irrational

  • Broken Thoughts…

    I wrote the novelNow I just have to write the storyIf you stop to think about itI know you’d never do itThe meaning loses effortAs soon as we stop to realizeWhat it means Something starting to smell real weird… should have buried the bodies… What am I doing here?Wasting time…

  • Broken Thoughts…

    Gunshots in the distanceAnother life robbed of its innocencePlagued by those around meFear that maybe were too similarFor existenceSaid you’d exist but did we everBleeding thoughts from your mindSymptoms so familiarAs if I read it off the back of a piece of paper Stuck somewhere in between here and there……

  • And Other Things From This Time…

    Emotionally Stressed I’m so sick of these feelingsThis need to please everyoneWhen I know damn well it’s not good enoughPutting myself out on a daily basisBacking my ass up and begging for the painGambling on not winning at allWhy can’t everyone see that it’s all useless like meMaybe they do…

  • Calling Me Home… Calling Me…

    If I Only Knew Panic attacks are the only way I can feelMy own heartbeat as it beats through my chestI’m so lost I don’t exist anymoreThe feelings I once had I don’t haveAnymoreI see myselfSickening, sickly, sickI see myself slipping down further than I ever thoughtA deep dark hole…

  • Broken Thoughts…

    Living out the eulogy, the funeral has beenHappening for yearsKnew you were right when I said you weren’tKnown I’ve felt the same, but I didn’t want tooA lie fromDay one, yesterday, todayI don’t know any moreToo late to turn any of this aroundA long time comingLong time spent looking the other wayI…

  • Broken Thoughts…

    Confliction of thoughtDismissal of warWe go at each other as if there is nothing leftDestroy what isn’t yours, heartsDestroy everything we think you care for, homesDestroy ourselves in the processNot the thoughtDriving against the weakGrinding it out without a second thought Staying silent seems to be the only way…  How…

  • Chasing Darkness…

    Things aren’t quite the way they used to be. Things change fact of life and death. Even if we can change those facts like I have. Things still very much change. I no longer know who I am or what I have become. I’m not what most people would consider…

  • Broken Thoughts…

    Her pain is internal, long lasting, and forever. It is a constant as rich as her words. Nothing seems to make her happy anymore. She is lost. In a place, I can no longer find. It is as though from time to time she has an out of body experience.…

  • What I’m Made Of…

    Only a Matter of Time “Hello Liam,” I say as I enter the room. “Doctor,” he smiles in his own sinister way. “How’s everything today?” I ask him. “Oh, you know can’t really complain. Got to sleep in late, watched as the birds played in the trees while I enjoyed…

  • Broken Thoughts…

    Sharing in your tragedyA loveless relationship built on painDiscuss our inner fearsFriendship only meant to get us through a timeLong lasting, forever scaredTorn between two ideasOne I’ve had another only thought ofA dream of what you becameSad, sickly, lonely GIF of a manSpoke my peace now I know whyNow I…