joleigh

I want to quit eating.....
why can't I just drink and drink and drink...
and smoke and drink more
and survive





Washed away layers
of filth, grease, beer, food
wafting smells spin round and I can't scrub hard enough


my skin is giving...
I didn't even realize
the crimson taints the rest of the water
I didn't even notice
peeling layers after layers
and I can't stop
its dripping now and
the water turns red
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It begins again...
its week three
threes, the devil well she said it would come to this
in threes
sixes and nines

get it get it
no you won't get it

its a sobering thought
thinking that you won't ever be sober
and the thought of that is actually
physcially painful

so then in turn you need another...
whatever your vice is this week
to make the haze stay and never settle

left, left, left, right, left

I am becoming
it, you knew her... a long time ago
numbing
wasteful
sneering
forgetful
she, her, well the ends justify the means
"BUT THAT ISN"T THE WAY TO LIVE"

I quit living three and half years ago
when I packed bags and moved to a far away
run aways
fuck ups
we land here
and wallow it seems

Glitz glamor and gold
reaching for red and blacks
the second chance slipped through fingers
faster than grains of salt
and we fall back to old habits
dancing and swaying to the wrong beat


I HATE
I HATE
I HATE





on a not serious note.....
oh in case you missed it



and a sneak peak!!!!
me being stupid as per usual



SNEAK PEAK

YOU WANT?
grunge fits my mood







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