drunk on attention
and the desire of being adored
different coloured pills
for whenever you get a little bit bored
fighting to get out of bed
despite the pains and chills
you know you could end up
getting yourself smiling and wracked with guilt
and when you finally realize
that comfort comes at a price
and you never deserved anything nice
and when you wake up covered in sweat
and try to pretend you're not upset
and cut up and throw away the little pieces
Afyer reading the comments I
After reading the comments I can see... but the "drunk on attention" part? I'm confused having did a psyche orientation in the state hospital in school. Isn't the object "drug them to death" or at least to sleep?? You must have been at a good hospital!!
Touching write.
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
that one line was a non
that one line was a non sequitor kind of.
i hated the period of my life being that medicated. if i get pt on any psych meds they make me want to kill myself and they make me crazy as fuck.
Becaus
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