Saturday, January 27, 2024

20 years after

here I am
once again 
disconnected from the world
playing the same lame chord
my throat is dry
I've got no more tears left to cry
no more hope to hope
I'm at the end of the rope
I feel my stomach in the mouth
about to vomit every uncouth 
thought of acidic suicide
and the numbness beside
the heart - it's racing 
its speed increasing 
my chest can't hold it anymore 
an abomination I abhor 
my shaky hands 
have lost their strength 
there's nothing left 
except the pest
nothing has changed 
I'm still estranged 
still all by myself 
my brain's a floating kelp
twenty years have passed 
I lived more or less
the dreams I had
still hurt bad
once again 
I stare into the rain 
wish for it to go away 
leave me one more day
it made it to fall
the ramshackle wall
it scattered the trash
filled in the gash
it shattered the glass on the floor 
the room came to a dreadful eyesore 
crimson stains everywhere 
stupefied fear in the air
yet I'm still here
to the end near
you know why
let me die
let me die