A few swigs of beer,
to overcome the fears.
A few pulls from the bottle,
to stop the tears.
A few puffs from the bong,
helps numb the pain,
when things go wrong.
A deep inhale of nicotine,
to mute the screams
deep within me.
A few mushrooms,
to feel everything I’ve just killed,
All at once,
like a massive wave,
crashing into the soul.
Why do I do this?
Beats the shit out of me.
A sober life
just sounds
boring.
-C.H.
I thought I had found peace When really I was depressed And when I thought I found love It turned out to be nothing but lust I thought my life was chaotic But that was when I was the happiest And when
Too many plastic people Screaming words at me Words like Authentic And Genuine And too many self-absorbed people Screaming words at me like Narcissistic And Arrogant Too many people With lost souls Wo
Lost in music Stuck in a book Forever Never here Always Over there Anywhere Other than here . . . Wandering around the maze of a story So life doesn’t feel as boring Eyes glued to a screen Like it hol
