Yes I know I take on more than I can handle Yes I know I stress myself out Yes I know I complain about what I get myself into Yes I know I give myself stress headaches Yes I know I get angry when I have too much to do Yes I know This is all my own fault
Have you ever stopped to consider I do this to myself for a reason
I'd rather get headaches and complain and be angry and be stressing over so many things
pISsInG LiKe a bABy WITHOUT CONTROL, after THAT TRIP FROM THE BAR. now I'm wriTINg lines of LIFE. taking ASSES and kicking NAMES is my game. I AM DRUNK, DOWNTON with the GIGILOS, CALL GIRLS, and KILLERS of all kind. I walk with them. I try. I talk to the women and they speed down the sidewalks. okay ROGER THAT Captain Crunch-my-balls.
I do not BLAME them. roof of the mouth blOODY from WORDS and NO WORDS, from the UNDIAGNOSED DISORDER, from turning to my DEMONS For...
From land or sea By action a magnitude of moments Between rising fronts Brought to bare I came to be Here where I fell I was meant to be The final act in all Was but the slightest shift if all A sum of weight That could not wait Or dispensate Began to fall In the torrents berate What was once before Fell before And devastations bore Children upon its wake Cast to sea by a wind of scorn What ills and tides will be despised What thrills and lives will stand to rise Will only be known in...
Sometimes I feel it all The weight of the world Hits me so hard I can't breathe My mind Is driving me insane Overthinking everything So much goes on All around me I wish it would freeze Or at least go slower It's overwhelming I feel like I could break At any moment