Thoughts

Thoughts just scribbled down..

Grim isn’t it?

I’m waiting for something to happen..

It’s like there isn’t any way back..

I can’t sing..

I can’t play the guitar..

I can’t do jackfuck..

I hate myself and I want to die..

That’s what’s really going on..

 

I can’t even write..

The s**t has hit the fan my dear readers…

 

I’m perpetually becoming more of a socially awkward shut in everyday..

Even my best friend manages to somehow feel better than me..

 

The dust settles..

I pull the trigger..

And all my troubles somehow vanishes with my brain..

 

I’d pass from memory within two months..

My girlfriend would take the first guy to call her sweet..

My best and only true friend would find other friends..

Both of them with enough emotional scarring to last them a lifetime..

 

Here I am after six insanely fucked up relationships..

Seventh well on it’s way…

Just let me rot..

Leave me here..

Let me live like a dog…

Alone..

Author's Note

I don't care what you think.. This needed to get out..

Reviews

[A Risen Heroine.]

The funny thing is, our relationship wasn't "fucked up", well not insanly fucked up.

[Dayran]

Awww, you don't mean that .... say it ain't so.

[(Super) Heroes Never Di..]

I love the honesty. I love that you vent through poetry. Its a little unsettling, but the truth in feelings isn't always pleasant. You tell a little story, and that keeps people interested. Don't stop writing!

There are lots of lines that stick out to me, but when you wrote, "The dust settles/ I pull the trigger / And all my troubles somehow vanishes with my brain/" that really stood out to me.

Oh, and a little thing. 'Vanishes' should be just 'vanish.'

Overall, wonderful, and very raw.

[White_lily]

thanks for the sweet words my love.... -.-
- Your girlfriend...

[jwenjwen]

same case here.. until i found out i'm sufferin from bipolar disorder a few days ago.