Sometimes I Hate Social Media. It’s A Sickness Really. It Makes You Less Human. Like Why Do People

one more time

touch my skin

hold me tight

i don’t want it to end

the look in ur eyes

tells me everything

all your lies

disguised as loveliness

all those things you said

all those things you said

i don’t want to die

but don’t want to exist

don’t know how to cry

i’m no good at this

it’s all in my head

it’s all in my head

I just want someone to be real with me.

i think you’ve come to a great point in life, when you can see yourself in everyone you meet

I try to refrain from writing my bad thoughts, but goddamn sometimes I hate myself. Sometimes I hurt and I don’t know why. Like my heart is collapsing and my blood is desperately trying to run. Like my stomach is squeezing and the air doesn’t want to leave my lungs. It would be so much easier to die. To lay down and never get up again. I feel so weak and heavy but I’m so uncomfortable sitting still. Everything is spinning and god knows I’m sober. I try to scream but I’ve never wanted help. I’m a man and I have to be strong. I’m not allowed to be any other way. I really am alone. Nobody cares enough. Or maybe I care too much.

I wish I was never abandoned.

I wish that the people that said they loved me stuck around.

I wish I had a father growing up.

I wish I was strong enough to fight back when I was a kid.

I wish my friends were actually my friends.

I wish I could cry.

I wish I could talk to the only person that ever showed me love, but she’s gone.

I wish a lot of things, I even wish I could just disappear.

All these wishes yet all I can do is move forward. Fuck wishes, fuck a shooting star, fuck a birthday candle, fuck prayers, fuck a fortune cookie, I don’t believe in any of that shit. I’m no longer wishing.

Now stfu and put on that smile and act strong until you are. I will succeed. I will win. I will survive. I’m so angry that I’m going to beat all the odds just to spite the world. A big fuck you for making me go through this shit. This big bag of shit. And I’m only here to set it on fire. WHATEVER IT TAKES.

i hate doing drugs

i hate doing drugs

but i love em

but i love em

maybe just one

maybe just one

this feels like summer

this feels like summer

Voiceless voices

Amongst a scattered world

i love it when it rains

reminds me of the days

you helped me thru my pain

but it never went away

if you are not aware of others

and not aware of yourself

you are chaos

if you are aware of others,

and not aware of yourself,

you are weak,

if you are not aware of others,

and only aware of yourself,

you are foolish,

if you are aware of others and yourself,

you are powerful

Remember to treat everyone as a human being. It’s easy to forget that most people can understand you, they just have a difficult time communicating their own thoughts.

When the new day is born

Will you nurture it?

Will you teach it who you are?

Will it change you?

Or will you let it pass you by

Like a slow death in the sky