Friday, May 26, 2017

Most of the Time

Most of the time I feel absolutely fine. then at times I feel blind...
Beauty is gone after everything... There in a flash gone in a blink.
I want to wash my hands, but thoughts of you keep clogging my sink.
and just when I think I'm on the brink.... think ..... think.... something at one time I could do very clear
but now my mind a haze without you here.
Cannabis smoke for days. Maryjane keeping me from rage.
but I still find myself stuck on this same page........ 
same line same paragraph and I just cant get past the one thing I always thought would last.
and as I continue to go fast through this vast plane of existence
I think Ill stay alone Fuck what you thought about me needing your assistance.
I tried to show you the world you could only show resistance.
yet you claimed it was my persistence that made you fall
now you hate me if I try at all
so here's where I'm at Here's where I think my mind is going to stay I have a few Things that I think I should say
I love you for everything that you ever did your fucked up ways still you were my very best Friend
there was nothing I couldn't tell you forever were you down to ride. but your fucked up sense of pride and the effects of others on your mind forever would pull you from my side 
Should I hide............
Only thing I hide is this Monster inside..... Wanting to tear  tear tear apart everything and until that subsides I'll Hide from the chances of ever settling down happily with a Bride..............................................................................................................................................................................................My Brain is soaked in Bleach my Bones in Formaldehyde My skin peels from The acid speech you've always given me. Muscles atrophied as I stare off in Apathy.

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