July 2009
4 posts
Dead Limbs
fmylife:
Today, I returned from a month-long stay in a psych ward for severe depression and suicide attempts. The first words my friends say to me when I call them and let them know I’m out? “Does this mean you’re not gonna be so emo? ‘cause that was really fucking annoying.” FML
River of God
Take the cup fill it up Lift it up to the sky
Praise invisible gods for unforgivable lies
Tilt it back and wake me up from the animal dreams
I’ve been hybernating dreaming of unspeakable things
and from the sludge we crawled on phantom limb to get to Her place
and in defiance, sprouted tongues so we could have just a taste
Every swallow every drop recalling things in my mind
that built...
D-Day
Change with the tide, just so I don’t drown
Soak up the rain in case of drought
All over signs of impending doom
So I just lie and prepare in my room
People outside, begging for death
Running around as they scratch off their flesh
Looking for ways to distract my mind
Can’t quite ignore all the screaming outside
Can’t breathe, can’t breathe
Can’t breathe, can’t breathe
Can’t breathe,...