the suicide hotline was unavailablethere are pill bottles cluttering up my bookcase,the suicide hotline was unavailable8 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
multiplying at such a rate that i begin to wonder
if they've somehow learned to reproduce.
they take up the empty spaces between
Wilde and King, Grimm and Pierce:
(the spaces between my lungs and my heart,
my fingers and my toes, the vertebrae
of my neck and spine; all the gaps
that you left behind when you died.)
it's 9 p.m. and i am finally waking up,
wishing that i could stay unconscious just a
little bit longer, only another ten hours or so,
buried away in my foxhole of a bed trying to
escape the war that's taking place inside my mind.
i thought that if i carried you on my body,
you would always be with me when i needed you.
instead i found that i needed you more and more,
and felt you with me less than ever:
the groundskeeper is getting tired of seeing me.
War on Drugs + On Terror = Epic Fail (vid-feature)From TYTWar on Drugs + On Terror = Epic Fail (vid-feature)6 days ago in Personal More Like This
(the title is based of the video, not on by person thought... Though I agree on the message of the video)