I woke up this morning feeling empty and shallow.
The beauty of sunrise fails to cease this growing anxiety.
Those comfort foods on the table begging to be noticed.
I pick out one and swallowed just to throw it out in no time.
I knew what's eating me inside won't go anywhere.
I just desperately needed an escape even for a day.
Cutting my wrist would sure end these crappy things.
Or jumping off the bridge was way better.
My feet walk to the mahogany door.
And I went off outside going in no particular ground.
In 30 minutes I bumped with those kids living in the street.
They were look like me, simply existing without meaning.
One guy looked at me closely and gave me a joint without questioning.
In a puffed I let out a circle smoke and watched it disappear.
The silence in here seems comforting.
For the first time in my life, I felt belonged without being judge.
Days and night does passes by quickly without me knowing.
I like hanging out with my new friends and do silly things.
We trashed at parties and get totally fucked up.
I don't even care my neighbors' disgusted glare.
Drugs became my only best friend.
We do great things together.
Some shit took advantage of me.
But I don't give a damn either.
Darkness was my security blanket.
Not seeing the real faces of those monsters.
I live for nothing and never stop screwing.
I was in a deep shit and no way out for the time being.
It's too late to save me now from myself.
I'd been too much addicted and have no reason to end.
This gurney felt hard and cold on my back.
And realized this would be my last hooray.
My final shot at life was here.
Beckoning my mind to open my damn eyes.
I smell death was just around the corner.
Impatiently waiting for me to take my last and final breath.
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PoetryWords in my head. Symphony of my heart. Those heartbreaks and sleepless nights created this book with tears and angst. >>Read/Comment/Vote if you're really interested on it. Thank you.