The curve winds around Like a snake that slithers Underneath my veins I can’t feel the motion Or understand why It’s wrapping itself Around my everyday But it’s dragging me From my focus And pulling me From my slumber Waiting inside my joints Trying to convince me It’s all hopeless
One day they just left A few words were thrown Landing across faces Crashing through windows Plummeting to the floor And scattering like beads Stepped on and kicked Before settling silent To be swept out the door And they followed Not bothering to close The door behind them
I’m paralyzed Inside thoughts I’ve overanalyzed Finding demons I’ve devised I’m not surprised It’s an everyday Compromised and Fertilized in fear And perfectly Standardized Inside my mind Clarified and Glorified amen My logic vaporized An ineffective virucide No longer quarantined And left to colonize Inside your love *I was thinking about Alien today and wanted…
I can’t keep up Though I step up And throw down Every single second I’m struggling Just to show up Trying not to give up And people keep Speaking and screaming And I keep on Dodging the words That they keep on Spitting up But I’m scared dude Mother fucking Full of fear accrued Amplified…
She sat wondering what he saw in her She wasn’t the colorful person anymore The one that laughed louder than most Danced until her legs gave way to gravity She wasn’t the girl with the goth hair Or the one wearing the fishnets and heels She wasn’t that girl anymore She was too old, too…
Crashes about on rocks Sharp, cutting, slicing The wind keeps following Pushing me to move But I don’t want to, can’t Legs feel like headstones As sand etches words Into my broken skin My lips hide from hope As my heart leaps And falls back again A painfully dark cycle I stand as a…
Maybe you feel alone? Maybe you feel worthless? Maybe you think you waste everyone’s time with your problems/feelings. Maybe just breathing fuels your feelings of despair and the only thing you can manage is sleep. Congrats… You probably won the depression lottery. It is estimated nearly 350 million people worldwide suffer from depression…
The ball will drop And it will be lit There will be cheers There will be suicides The ball will drop And it will twinkle Bringing new hopes And plenty of fears The ball will drop And it will dance Confetti will fly Happy new year Full of fight Full of giving up Moving forward Pushing…
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