Death of me
Going crazy is definitely a full time job and I am the employee of the month. To give my all is to destroy myself, as per usual, I cannot function otherwise, that’s who I am.
Category: English
I don’t know
Recently, I’ve read that when you are ignored by a person whose attention means the most to you, the reaction in your brain will be similar to physical pain. And God do I feel that, it’s painful on numerous levels.
Survival of the fittest
Don’t worry, I have survived everyone up to this point of my life, I will survive you, I will survive the grief of you. Still, the hands that want to hug me are appreciated but they are not yours.
I want you to take me anywhere but here
I am always in my head. I am always a mess. I am a handful, I don’t know who would love me. So I do what I do best and I run away as far as possible, I abandon myself. I cease to exist, a version of me dies.
Demons in the scenery
Going crazy is a full time job and I’m only part-time clown. The demons come at me like they’re recurring characters in a TV show. And oh god, when they scream, they shout.
Hymn for Her
Sometimes, in rare occasions, she grabs your hand and holds it for a bit and you can’t help but think how soft and smooth the skin is and how well her hand fits into yours.
Compilations/ Constellations
True enough when you’re a human disaster. Being a disaster is easy, being a disaster is all I am good at.
A letter to a non-existent lover
“I am doing the best I fucking can,” you scream exhaustedly into an empty room. Sometimes your best is jut not enough.
Electrical signals
“You see there is only one constant. One universal. It is the only real truth. Causality. Action, reaction. Cause and effect.”
The problem is the choice. Glad you have none.
Anger issues and thoughts on God
There is always a breaking point when it comes to the in-between and it is never pretty. It’s like walking on a rope a top of a skyscraper and you either come out unscathed or drop into a deep depressive episode. There is literally no in-between.