Drunken Depression.

I wrote this on the side of a highway.

My hearts racing, something has snapped. Have I lost my mind, or was it tossed away? Thoughts sluggishly crawl through my brain. Ultra violence and debauchery feed my hatred for what was taken from me, or was it lost? I’m sitting In a dark damp cell.
Caged by my thoughts of self mutilation and an empty bottle.
Shadows in the dark lonely streets comfort me when I walk home at night.
A day of avoiding my peers and drowning my sorrow in cheap beer. My body is young but my soul is old.. Living today to loathe tomorrow. I envy what I hate. Happiness.

Author's Note

Meh.

Reviews

[emmajoy]

Anyone can write words, but, only YOU can express yourself with such graphic sadness, yet create such extraordinary verse. How I hope your words are mere fiction so you can use a fantastic talent to its ultimate height.

[Friendly Neighborhood Scum]

Truth be told. These were the actual thoughts in my mind while I was contemplating jumping into traffic. (:

[emmajoy]

Not a good idea.. not only would you be hurt but others too...

Too many things happening in this world beyond our control... too much damned hate and cruelty. Being kind to selves is what gives us the need to wak up in the morning, kick selves out of bed to listen to a bird shiver a song out... or 'sumfink'!

[The girl with the rainb..]

Amazing and deep, very emotional as well as having the ability to be viewed in several ways. You write with great diction, keep writing

[Dr. YumnaKay]

We feel like this everynow and then,thinking that we are done for..but that is not to be.. Its all about finding the silver lining in every situation however may it be thin... This being said, you have portrayed the inner turmoil well!