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honey, the Kid ain’t alright
Dopesick, drug addled
Brain zaps, sinking in logical traps-
Blinded by the perceived righteousness of my own path—
a Will long since fettered unwillingly
espousing the
same
self-deceiving
hypocrisy I detest
mini seizures, the slippery slope’s
steeper,
fuck, my knees hurt.
Drawing closer to a yawning primeval Void that
ever patiently beckons my return.
The very essence of It is atomized in my
arteries, asphyxiating erythrocytes in Epicurean Entanglements
fuck the Zeitgeist, too.
I’m not okay, and It’s not—
okay.
Brain zaps, sinking in logical traps-
Blinded by the perceived righteousness of my own path—
a Will long since fettered unwillingly
espousing the
same
self-deceiving
hypocrisy I detest
mini seizures, the slippery slope’s
steeper,
fuck, my knees hurt.
Drawing closer to a yawning primeval Void that
ever patiently beckons my return.
The very essence of It is atomized in my
arteries, asphyxiating erythrocytes in Epicurean Entanglements
fuck the Zeitgeist, too.
I’m not okay, and It’s not—
okay.
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