I've never gotten to believe
Never felt the lonesome longing
I lay here
Lightly smoking some others' cigarette
Drinking whiskey until i see Jesus
Lacing the marijuana with melancholy
It's as if i've incidentally
Crossed out my sanity with ink
The only lasting emotion
I recorded over with my sobbing
I'll never get what i want
But that makes good poetry, right?
Cough up all the love you once felt
Feed it to the sex toys
Never let anyone come near you
Write your tears until they dry
Smoke some others' cigarette
Drink whiskey until you see Jesus
Cross out your sanity with ink
Lace the marijuana with melancholy
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melancholia: a collection of poetry
PoetryThis is a collection of poetry all written by myself The individual poems will be marked as parts with their names. These poems are completely my own. They are the essence of my soul. It's like when you are younger and you just painted something out...
