It's a particular thing, The feeling of this sin. I am aware I am mean, I always have to win. I am selfish like that, I am mouthy, irritating, ugly and disgusting, fat, resentful and unforgiving, spiteful and vengeful heartless crass The glass She's not all that bad, I get why she gets mad. I am the leech, the weak, I should rot. Was not I might be the one, No, I am surely the one, The one that caused the incident, An accident. This particular thing Is what I will have to bring On my short endless walk. After all, it was I that made her the monster.
It's a common religion I share with the failing daffodils of this world. eat eat eat eat eat eat, STOP. A religion of heaven and of sin; of weakness and control.
Preventing Suicide by InsightfulSinner, literature
Literature
Preventing Suicide
It's simply horrible,
This dreadful life.
So full of disgusting lies.
But, it's avoidable.
What I needed was peace!
Was what I asked for too much?
What I needed was not touch.
But they acted like fleas.
They kept clinging to me.
They worried and asked,
Yet I stayed masked.
I never wanted 'we'.
On the end, I too, cracked.
What I needed was not loneliness,
But too late I realized my foolishness.
They have already packed.
And, sadly, I promised;
Kicking and screaming,
Bleeding and screeching.
And I was honest.
I decided to fight.
I stopped running
And the pain came cutting.
Everything changed overnight.
First, I said a minute,
An hour I la
You Are Throwing It Away by InsightfulSinner, literature
Literature
You Are Throwing It Away
You Are Throwing It Away
Bloodshot eyes,
Constant lies,
Bones and skin,
Pocket with a dime.
Waiting in reaper's line,
Yet,
Telling me you're fine.
Don't lie, I can tell that you fell.
Is this what you want?
Is this all you could grant?
Please come back!
I promise,
I'll cut you some slack.
Don't go for demise!
You're better than this!
I know,
Life is not a bliss.
But please!
Don't throw it away!
It's a particular thing, The feeling of this sin. I am aware I am mean, I always have to win. I am selfish like that, I am mouthy, irritating, ugly and disgusting, fat, resentful and unforgiving, spiteful and vengeful heartless crass The glass She's not all that bad, I get why she gets mad. I am the leech, the weak, I should rot. Was not I might be the one, No, I am surely the one, The one that caused the incident, An accident. This particular thing Is what I will have to bring On my short endless walk. After all, it was I that made her the monster.
It's a common religion I share with the failing daffodils of this world. eat eat eat eat eat eat, STOP. A religion of heaven and of sin; of weakness and control.
Preventing Suicide by InsightfulSinner, literature
Literature
Preventing Suicide
It's simply horrible,
This dreadful life.
So full of disgusting lies.
But, it's avoidable.
What I needed was peace!
Was what I asked for too much?
What I needed was not touch.
But they acted like fleas.
They kept clinging to me.
They worried and asked,
Yet I stayed masked.
I never wanted 'we'.
On the end, I too, cracked.
What I needed was not loneliness,
But too late I realized my foolishness.
They have already packed.
And, sadly, I promised;
Kicking and screaming,
Bleeding and screeching.
And I was honest.
I decided to fight.
I stopped running
And the pain came cutting.
Everything changed overnight.
First, I said a minute,
An hour I la