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The wings I can grant you May be brightly colored and smooth,
by Ruint
24 lines,
2 days ago. In Dark, Depression, Pain, Family, Addiction, Death, Sad, Emotion, Sorrow, Ruint
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Brown bag concealment Speedometer rising
by Ruint
11 lines,
2 days ago. In Dark, Depression, Pain, Family, Addiction, Death, Sad, Emotion, Sorrow, Ruint
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Surrounding voices Monarchy subdivision
by Ruint
14 lines,
2 days ago. In Dark, Depression, Pain, Family, Addiction, Death, Sad, Emotion, Sorrow, Ruint
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by Ruint
18 lines,
2 days ago. In Dark, Depression, Pain, Family, Addiction, Death, Emotion, Sorrow, Ruint, Adult
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Overwhelming sensations pulse Flutter of the heart
by Ruint
12 lines,
2 days ago. In Dark, Depression, Pain, Family, Addiction, Death, Sad, Emotion, Sorrow, Ruint
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The past circles, Pupil to sire and back
by Ruint
12 lines,
2 days ago. In Dark, Depression, Pain, Family, Addiction, Death, Sad, Emotion, Sorrow, Ruint
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Forever in recovery-- Perhaps beyond that.
by Ruint
13 lines,
2 days ago. In Dark, Depression, Pain, Family, Addiction, Death, Sad, Emotion, Sorrow, Ruint
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Find the cracks Little tricks to pass time
by Ruint
12 lines,
2 days ago. In Dark, Depression, Pain, Family, Addiction, Death, Sad, Emotion, Sorrow, Ruint
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I crave for the sting of scorpion
As strongly as I long for wine
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To deep that all i did was bleed and bleed Off the chart, cold hearted
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Hello Marijuana
My forever best amiga
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I lived the troubles of a younger man, from 15 to 50 they plagued my soul.
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I stopped to think, once
by Griswold
20 lines, 2 comments,
on Oct 28 1:44 AM. In Contest, Personal, Thoughts, Weird, Abuse, Alcoholism, Addiction, Drugs, Drinking
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cutting was a cure
to my emotional pain,
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So many questions regarding to that night
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My head starts to spin again I feel all over again
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There's this clawing inside my brain
Making me itch for one more taste
by brennsinger
48 lines, 1 comment,
on Oct 22 5:40 AM. In Abuse, Contemporary, Life, Other, Pain, Personal, Sad, Thoughts, addiction
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Flick, flick, against the pointy tip
Look at the offensive poisonous stick
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Come on with me to this marvelous place Open your eyes and you'll see into space
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I wrote this kind of quick when I was hungover and depressed one morning.
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i wrote this when i was at a very low point in my addiction and in my life.
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Part one
You were my best friend,
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I pray, I watch, I pray again
Painfully loving and hurting for you
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I suffered in silence for many years,
so full of myself, I thought I was God.
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Another morning and I still haven't
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I'm not really this dark at all.
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Jitter.Jitter.
Shake.Shake.
by LesbianOfLove
47 lines, 1 comment,
on Oct 8 4:15 PM. In Withdrawal, Drugs, Abuse, Adderall, Caffiene, Performance, Hyper, Addiction, Pills, Anxiety
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one step forward two steps back
by SkyScraper Soul
30 lines, 4 comments,
on Oct 6 1:55 PM. In Life, Lyrics, Dark, Pain, Personal, Thoughts, My own style, addiction, Hope, My life
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Abruptly, I wanted nothing more than to be there, behind the sheltering walls of my insular world.
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holding you close though I know
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Here I am again, talking to you It's ridiculous
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Prompt: i want to drink that last shot of whiskey and smoke that last cigarette
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I call myself a junkie, tho clean I crave everyday. Pieces of my soul so beaten,so torn shattered like thousand year old clay.
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i heard that song today
the one about eleanor rigby
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I want to drink that last shot of whiskey...
and smoke that last cigarette-
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Venomous these feelings working their way through my veins, A simple bite within the third eye leaving me so drained,
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I have decided to kneel before you and succumb to your demands
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i look into your eyes
so deep full of darkness
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MY MOST SIGNIFICANT RELATIONSHIP IS DEFINITELY WITH FOOD
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Trade in everything for nothing,
A few hours of euphoria.
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