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Feelings Depleted, Ink Drained, Barely Sane, Yet.. I Remain
3 am at it again
an addict
breaking the habit
breaking the pen
drain the ink
I'm going in; Going for the win
fighting for my life
before it ends
I want to do whats right
but I'm tempted
disconnected
hate what is reflected
I love life,
but I'm misdirected
life isn't what I expected
so I try desperately to correct this
maybe I need anti-depressants
by getting high I lie to myself
put reality on the shelf
but the pain of being sober is something else
Suicidal thoughts
I want this to end
I feel caught
But I will ascend
I've lost the scent of a human
I toss and turn but i'll get through this
<3
an addict
breaking the habit
breaking the pen
drain the ink
I'm going in; Going for the win
fighting for my life
before it ends
I want to do whats right
but I'm tempted
disconnected
hate what is reflected
I love life,
but I'm misdirected
life isn't what I expected
so I try desperately to correct this
maybe I need anti-depressants
by getting high I lie to myself
put reality on the shelf
but the pain of being sober is something else
Suicidal thoughts
I want this to end
I feel caught
But I will ascend
I've lost the scent of a human
I toss and turn but i'll get through this
<3
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