Alcohol blurs my vision
In front me a mirror
my reflection shows two
Hysteria takes over
I laugh with the demon next to me
Who knew that the devil looks just like me
Xanax flows into my system
Darkening my surroundings
Laughter grows louder
....
Numbing pain felt from my feet
Glass shards scattered across the room
Blood flows down from my legs
Forming a puddle on the ground
Where am I?
No
That doesn't matter
A faucet in my mind
The turning of the valve haunts me
Thoughts overflow and runs through my blood
I need more
....
Razor in hand
I let out the thoughts
Not enough
Grabbing a needle
Its substance forcefully enters my arm
I don't want a high
"All I hope is that I overdose"
..."fuck this shit"
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Quotes are from the song Slither by Jack Venom.
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Tears Of A Confused Soul // Poems
ПоэзияI don't speak for you, I don't speak of societal truths I speak for myself, I speak of my truths My heart is mine. My Poems. not much to it. No specific genre, just my mood in that moment and time. Since it has to do with my moods, I may not post...
