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My ills
It's 10.30 in the morning and I'm throwing up on the bathroom floor
Having drowned the person who I was before
All the drinking, drugging, lying, spending
Arriving very early for the doom impending
How did I get here, how did I lose control?
Waking up in fear and pain, drawing my first shot at 4
To stop the shakes and silence the anxiety
Once again becoming a liability in my society
Wh...
Saturday 8th June 2024 6:23 pm
Questions
Last week as I sat in a hotel room putting a drug in a cup and pouring water upon it I asked myself who have I become? And now 7 days later I stand in a park serving those less fortunate as I and I ask myself the same question... Who have I become? No longer high and in my right mind I still don't think I can fully answer my own question... Maybe one day I may actually know the person who lives in...
Monday 30th July 2018 7:32 am
Sobriety
Desperation drives me to distraction.
How I crave the sweet embrace
that caresses me to sleep.
My wonderland, my sweet utopia,
lost at sea and out of reach.
Misery arrives as happiness abandons
and my frustrations get the better.
I subside, slip away,
fall back into myself,
disassociate,
alleviate the ache.
For nobody,
can save me from the pain
inside my brain,
my morbid hate,
...
Wednesday 23rd November 2016 5:48 am
the destruction of small ideas
we three sit in syzygy
picking faults
parsing each sentence
you, the celestial centre
serene when seen from space
but roiling and folding on the surface
violent and beautiful
under heavy layers of make up
mascara landslides and fuck me red lips
me, the interloper
a mere satellite to your turbulent beauty
hoping your gravitational pull
will hook me in
and...
Friday 12th August 2016 11:02 pm
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