I've been in a really bad spot lately. Don't know what to do. Does it really matter? I try so hard. I just can't cry. I need to but I'm empty. Who cares. Quit your whining. I am free. But thoughts of being locked up are always present. The fear of going back. im so tired. I'm so alone. I wanna get high so bad. But I know I can't. One really bad relapse in 2 and a half years isn't so bad. I miss my son. Want to hug him so fucking much. Being with him would pretty much save me. I've let him down so much. What if he ends up hating me? I hated my father, why not he He hate me too. Tomorrow will come in a noxious sunrise. I will feel old and weary. I will feel all of yesterday's pains again. Every. Single. Day. I think about killing myself. Its the first thought that pops into my head every morning. It's all too much. I feel like I'm always and forever worthless. I feel like no one could ever love me. Every single day of my life I just want to die. But.. but.. But every single time I say these words out loud. I say them even though I hate myself and want to die. Even though I want to get high so bad I dream about Meth almost every night. Even though my ex won't even let me talk to my son on the phone. Even though I've been sober for over 2 and a half years and I want drugs so badly. Even though I'm doing the right thing, working, staying out of trouble, and every little fucking nightmare parole makes do with absolutely no fucking sense of accomplishment. Even though every single day I just don't want to wake up it's as simple as that. I say to myself. For myself. By myself as always. With no hope for tomorrow. Not today Joshua. Not today. Not today motherfucker. Quit your whining. Get your shit together. And somehow, it fuckin works. I'm still here.
I WIN So soon and broken
My thoughts awoken
But they've spoken
Too soon today
I wish you'd stay
Always gone and away
I'm coming undone
No place to run
My world is spun
I give the fuck up
I've spilled my cup
My fountains erupt
Time for death to come
I'm ready for some
I've been really dumb
I got the pills
Time to pay these bills
A painless kills
I guess some will miss me though
Be hard for them to let me go
I wish I could let then know
I don't wanna be me today
I've nothing left say
I've got these voices to pay
I can't do it anymore
My hearts to sore
I'm such a bore
Fuck it I'm gonna die
Don't ask me why
I don't wanna cry
I ate them you see
It's already done
The eternal sleep has begun
This is one battle...I actually...
Won
I feel the confusion rising again
The mind is dividing its essence
But definitely not equaly
Who opens the eyes? A mystery
Everything collapsing, like a neutron star
It unavoidable, undefined seperation
The glass pulsates, the mind quickens
You are the one whose seasons I love
But you've forgotten me and my turmoil
Is infinite.
The minds division, complete
Let's get ready
To die again
Now that will be happiness
Sexual themes
It has just recently been promoted to pet girl and is eager to please. Today it must stay on all fours next to its bed while I watch football. If it complies, I will play with it during halftime
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