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It's not a monster
That haunts me each and
Every night
It's the thing
That follows me
Everywhere
I go
It's just me
My conscience
And the
Demons inside
My heart
And mind
shot in the eye
shot in the brain
shot in the ***
shot like a flower in the dance

amazing how death wins hands down
amazing how much credence is given to idiot forms of life

amazing how laughter has been drowned out
amazing how viciousness is such a constant

I must soon declare my own war on their war
I must hold to my last piece of ground
I must protect the small space I have made that has allowed me life

my life not their death
my death not their death...
mental illness is the
most expensive thing
i've ever owned but
never wanted
05/30/2016
Do you think a girl could love a boy who writes for her a million poems?  That's what I plan to do.
I scream
You scream
We all scream
b̶e̶c̶a̶u̶s̶e̶ ̶s̶u̶g̶a̶r̶ ̶a̶d̶d̶i̶c̶t̶i̶o̶n̶ ̶i̶s̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶ ̶m̶o̶s̶t̶ ̶w̶i̶d̶e̶l̶y̶ ̶i̶g̶n̶o̶r̶e̶d̶ ̶a̶n̶d̶ ̶t̶r̶i̶v̶i̶a̶l̶i̶s̶e̶d̶ ̶h̶e̶a̶l̶t̶h̶ ̶c̶r̶i̶s̶i̶s̶ ̶o̶f̶ ̶o̶u̶r̶ ̶t̶i̶m̶e̶

for ICE-CREAM!
my sugar-free milkshake brings all the diabetic boys to the yard
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