Red cup

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I say I'm fine but I'm going insane.
I say I feel good but I'm actually in pain.
I say it's nothing but it's really a lot.
I say I'm okay but I'm really damn not.
I don't often rhyme but today I'm trying.
Day by day I sit there slow dying.
I know this is sad and a little fucked up but hey at least I found the little red cup.
Alcohol and drugs they all consume me.
Hoping that one day that I'll finally be free.
Yes this is dumb and a little annoying but hey at least I'm done with the old and boring.
I'm done with these words and I'm sick of trying.
It's okay though, remember we're all still dying.

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