Wrote this months ago, but I thought I’d share…

One of Those Days

It’s one of those days
Where being alone
Is getting to me
As I sit on this somber throne

I feel like I’m lacking
No, I know I’m wanting
A whole being next to me
A being worth trusting

As much as it sucks to go there
Trust is the catalyst
Of my outcast demeanor
Towards others, mainly men

One lie, one mistake
And I go into seclusion
Away from delusions of grandeur
Keeping me more awake

As I lay teary eyed,
Thinking and over analyzing,
I ask myself
Why does this have to happen to me?

Why can’t they be honest up front?
Why can’t they be content with one?
Instead, they try to play games and cut corners
But I observe this from the start

And swiftly make my way out
With no time for two-timers
No time for liars
No time for users

(Source: chocolateblunts)

Parasitic Thoughts

Before I sleep
Actually sleep

My thoughts loiter
Fighting each other
Calling each other inferior

Many rise to the lid
While the few plunge to the bottom
Of my mind’s cup

These parasites linger
Demanding to take over
To gang up

To crowd my mind
To create a bind
A bind to make them stronger

Screaming useless information

Preventing my pragmatic thoughts
From surfacing
They scream louder

Louder, LOUDER!

Trying to stop these leeches
Is wasted effort

They always win
They like a spin
They’ll pretend to leave

But only for a second

They like to rebound
Without a sound

No

With even MORE SOUND
Requiring eight rounds
Of harmonious bullets

Sometimes more rounds
Sharper rounds, Sharper sounds
The ones you use
When the former bullets-the former songs-don’t pierce

I wish

At times I wish
I could sleep forever
Because

Waking up
Only pours the parasites back in

(Source: chocolateblunts)

It’s something

It’s in the air

It’s something that I can bare

Something that’s always there

Something one can prepare

It seems reasonable,

Something reliable,

Something acceptable,

Something that’s quite feasible

It’s not a quick clue

It’s something that develops dew

Something that releases heat

Something the earth can’t delete

It’s something

(Source: chocolateblunts)