Up the dosage, make it more numb. Make it so I, can ghastly overcome. 💊 As my subconscious waves it’s deadly sword on a collision course toward my mind. My conscious presence jumps up and down and hails, airily cheering from the side-line. 🗡 Taunting, screaming, mocking and chanting I … Continue Reading Up the dosage 💊
If you had seen me Just a year ago, The boy inside you wouldn’t know. The foolish ways I would act and dress, Only to “make” you feel so impressed. The games I played the lies I spoke, So full of shit I began to choke. It all began to … Continue Reading Just a year ago…
Callused hands from a blistered mind, in overdrive working overtime. So naturally it comes to me, like a cruising ship takes to the sea. But when it drifts back to the shore, brings my biggest fear of being bored. Creating images inside my head, until the day I wake up … Continue Reading Idle hands = Death
I can only blame myself for what I have done, despite being easier to point my finger your way. Don’t you dare judge me, I’m not the only one that would shamefully bend the words you say. If we sat down and commenced a game of chess, I would do … Continue Reading The Schizo Blame-Shifting Phrenic
The question proposed, Is Doing Nothing a Waste of Time? primarily comes from the matter of feelings. .. . Allow me to illustrate. If we DO something, it is usually for the excitement or pleasure that we get out of it, right? So for example, if you are going for a … Continue Reading Is Doing Nothing a Waste of Time?
Fear and depression inhumanely barge in, divulging their distaste for order. Tearing down the heavy clad walls, for they’re captivated by no boarder. * The feeble wailing cries are heard aloud, as the shaky Warden begs and pleas. His guards once notably stouthearted men, foolishly grovel down to their knees. … Continue Reading capitulation
Comfort in anxiety. Fight or flight.. Without it, I have nothing I am nothing. I crave it like a drug, Then I wish it were gone. * Fighting physical symptoms. Letting the panic set in.. Till the blur comes … Continue Reading The opposite of numb
Our talks on evolution are driving me insane. Just like the thoughts from the acid that are tearing up my brain. I knew that you would love it, I knew that you would need it, You knew that if you came to me that I was gonna feed it to … Continue Reading Face on the wall