Tag: loathing
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Something Different…
Together Until the End The thoughts like suicide lose meaningIf done more than twiceUnable to find meaning in what’s been saidNever look back, keep plowing aheadNone of this will matter when we are all deadNuclear holocaust, burning until there is no resolveWhoever said the cold war had ended is dead…
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Something Different…
Not Much Left To Say Dress all in black to match my shadowFit into my skin, stretched out and hollowWash away my sinsWhen there’s no way left to winBleeding myself dry to existSo tired of throwing the same old fitMost days wish I did not existSuicide is pointless when no one gives…
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Broken Thoughts… For All The Wrong Reasons…
Nothing good has ever come of thisThe truth in lies is full of shitI think I have all the answersLocked away inside my headIn reality I have nothing and I’m fine with itIgnorance truly is blissSo are lies you can’t resist “I want to jerk off onto the sores of…
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This Is All…
With scars so deep it’s amazing I can even sleep… The dark moments they passBehind closed doorsBehind closed eyesStanding in plain sightThis too will pass
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Broken Thoughts…
The blood cascades down the wallYou know you are homeWhen everything is comfortableBones line the edges of the roomYou know you are homeWhen everything seems fineSkin drapes the furnitureYou know you are homeWhen everything is normal Scars scratched deep across their faces… Tangled up in all your razor wireThink about…
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Something Different…
Laughing In the Face of Darkness There is a story I’m always trying to tellIt doesn’t have a beginning, middle, but it does have an endIt is long, some might say endlessA story I can never seem to get straightGive it all I got, in the end, it never makes any senseWish…
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Broken Thoughts…
Another shitty night bleeds into another subconscious dayLocked into nothing at all, fight to stay awakeBreaking bones to stay in the game with no goalIf only I had known the rules might not have tried at allGave it away for nothing at all, Giving it awayA cause and effect of…
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Broken Thoughts…
We give it upWe give it all up in bloodUntil we are nothingNever enough for some or no one at allWe turn it overWe turn it over with our soulsUntil we have nothing leftNever enough for most or anyone at allWe work it allWe work it all with our livesUntil…
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Broken Thoughts…
Fissures and cracks within my soulWhere they come fromI’m afraid I do not knowRelentless and forthcomingI keep swimming the cracks wideningEven though I know I’m drowningMy body wants to stop, my mind says keep goingIf I gave up now what would be the point at all? Locked in a box……
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And Other Things From This Time…
Staying Down My mind is going a mile a minuteA minute a mile and I have to rememberThis is only a symptomOf something that I have createdI wish I could forget or maybe rememberNot everything has to have a reasonHeavy-handed and light-headedI miss the days where none of this matteredPicking…
Chewing On Glass... 