I don’t want my brain to think of alcohol as its happy juice
Damn regrets
It’s not like I drank that much but that I did
First drink in years
If only I could hold it together for the both of us
These temptations
World peace
World contentment is more what I’m going for
I like when people who approached me announce they have an anxiety disorder
No kidding, excuse me while I continue to masterfully hide mine
Over all
Poor guy
But I don’t know why it has to be my problem I have so many problems
Inching ever closer to oblivion on this conveyor
Hoping mine will run beside someone’s
Bombarded with all the problems of the world
I wish I could be selfish
And just say fuck it he was invading my peace and talking about sensitive topics
But I can’t because I see the dynamics of another desperate soul just seeking something
I don’t carry a knife anymore
I doubt I would use one if I did
I’ll probably die in some ironic way like
Poor person who was only slightly poorer takes out revenge on society by killing another poor person
I’d like to be given the right to sleep myself away
But I’m often in places I shouldn’t be
I wish this was a world where no one felt the need to use me like a towel and then walk away leaving me to drown in the ocean they just tossed me into
There is so much noise around me
Actual explosions today
Should have used that word the day before yesterday
Explosive
I have so many questions and so few answers
I can’t rely on poison to keep me sane
At least not that poison
I’m already frying my liver with pills and monster energy drinks
Occupied
I wonder what the purpose of today was?
Well, it’s just another revolution
Sol I’ll stop hiding from you when you stop being so close but also don’t go but also go I want the stars back
Okay?
Love ya!
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