words from the alone

I read the book beautiful you.
Feeling ugly when I creased the spine.
I hide my lonely
drinking, my view slightly askew,
affectations, this behaviour, everything is fine

Now reading requiem for a dream (s)
alone, need a backhanded smack.
I provide my lonely
moments, Schizo, terrible double teams
the outside and inside on constant attack

Reading trainspotting kindle style.
Reinforces this destructive affliction,
an experience kinda lonely.
Old enough to know better, drug paedophile,
entertaining a childish drug addiction.

This penny dreadful, game of tongues,
beautiful coma in shades of neo noir.
Lonely just like NIN only,
Traversing up Jacobs ladders rungs,
then falling like a fading star.

Dermaphoria, kisses on the skin.
Regardless of ideas this need to connect.
I still read all alone,
acting like a nine inch nail driven into a sin
Unrelenting words, I demand to interject.