Chewing On Glass…

Tag: loathing

  • I Don’t Know But It’s Been Said…

    “This is my first time in the big city.” The clerk hands him his change with a blank stare. There is no contempt or concern that anything living or dead is standing in front of her at this moment. She stands motionless from the other side of the glass. “I…

  • I’m Still Here… Victory… I Guess…

    More people give up than succeedDoesn’t make it any easier to proceedMaybe when I’m older, maybe when I’m deadSomething to look forward to I guessNot sure what I want out of any of thisA life spent wondering what ifDoesn’t make much sense outside of the rest of itThis struggle is…

  • Blurry Vision Of Tales Building In My Head…

    Knew this feeling couldn’t lastThrowing shit against the wallKnew this idea couldn’t lastIt’s not like I could stick to itKnew this dream couldn’t lastBefore I replaced this delusionWith something worseMy heart is a whoreThat can’t ever decideWhich direction the blood should goThis time…Knew this feeling couldn’t lastThrowing myself into the…

  • Making Every Promise Empty…

    Wandering around once againSubstance abuse seems to be my thingNot sure of anyone who wants to feel like themNot sure of anything… even meFloating around with this feeling in my headEyes burning… turning red… blood shot and hurtingHow I’ve heard it saidIt wasn’t that I didn’t understandIt was that I…

  • Revelations From Up Above…

    Told myself this wasn’t it… A waste of timeNot sure which version of me to believeThe sickness settling into my bonesRotting at the core someone came to the doorLeft a package for someone elsePresents for kids who are doing better than meFull of smirks and dreams and other shitBill-less heathens…

  • Another Writer… He Was A Talker…

    Fading deeper into a memoryThere’s more talent than substanceHolding myself by the throatPushing deeper against an invisible bladeI’ll never be goo enough to be anythingFading into the pain that’s in my headThere’s more talent than there is substanceHolding myself down with my own thoughtsPushing my narrative deeper into my skinI…

  • Did You Hear?… Yeah… Me Either…

    Driven under there was no other wayTrapped beneath this endless rainBetween the dead and myselfThere isn’t anything left to claimI wasn’t so sure and now I knowThis was the way things were meant to beWish I knew there was another wayBefore I gave into this feelingBut there isn’t any turning…

  • It Must Be Tuesday Already…

    There was a point to somethingRaised to believe something that doesn’t existI’m not sure anymore this is what I wantTalking my way into another cornerThis never ending cycle lives in my headMy words are my life but my life is silentThere was a point once to somethingRaised to believe that…

  • Desperation Always Looks This Way…

    I was told there’d be cake or cookiesRefreshments at least to toast this all awayPlenty of blood, fire, and death from aboveShitting destruction from coast to coastWe’re no better than a poison without an antidoteGive us enough time and we’ll find a way to fuck it upA virus of our…

  • Lack Of Important Information…

    Cleaning this mess is going to take more than changeThe world’s on fire and it’s been over for awhile Just a bit too late to change a thingNot much left to do except enjoy the viewLifted idea from a better manSwallow the ashes of our past mistakesIt’s time to fake…