Self Loathing 101A Story by Justin FlumeJust cut the chord Let me go
Who the f**k was I!!! Better yet.. Who the f**k am I..
“You wanna talk about this?” Talk about what?.. Yet another one of my many black holes?.. Nah.. I don’t want to bother the former Heroine. Don’t see why that would be necessary.
I don’t want to bother anyone.. Yet I end up skullfucking the s**t out of everyone.. Killing what little trust people have.. Let me quote some old s**t here.. “None should be trusted and none should be cared for”
That’s right.. If you know that line then you probably Know that I’m A Fallen Hero Or I used to be
See I was declared sick. My mind was a tad scattered. A hard reality really I had that feeling of being someone else Unless I was writing
Then I was free to speak my mind And that cost me place at writers’ school I think E. H. might’ve been proud of me And I threw it away
But now I’m disease free Not even a depression That’s what my shrink says
And now I feel like f*****g no one And it’s fair I guess
“And so it was told: Thou shan’t be anything but a man standing alone”
And with this last line You can put me down Bash my skull in with a shovel Blow my brains out Just please kill me I do not have the desire to live any longer © 2012 Justin FlumeReviews
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