by CrayonGirl

>>tranquil, feed, bleak, jarble, dust

I feed on the demented thoughts that haunt me
during the sleepless hours of the night
I harness the bleak reality that so many succumb to
I wallow in self pity
Succumb to boredom, apathy and listlessness

I buy into the prescriptions
which provide a moment of tranquil bliss
I'm glued to the screen as a source of catharsis
Providing a garble of information to numb my existence

The only truth in this life is death:
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust

 × 1

Leave a Comment


No comments yet!