empty lines

Flow, stop

I've had it too good for too long
And tides are bound to change
Waves of fear crashing onto my forehead
Spilling out of my nose

Bruised my ego
Pressing my thumb deeper in
And it falls in, into my bones
Marrow marinated in bile and lust

What do I deserve?
How long can I skate through
With my eyes closed
Before I crash into a rocky shore?
Break in half
And spill my guts

Like when I was 15
Filled with vodka and spite
For myself and the world around me
For unspoken flashes from the past