Feverously shaking
You can't swear this out
No this is all on you
Powered by your own self doubt
Collapse on the bathroom floor
Pressed against the cold tile
No reason to be jovial
Fading in and out on consciousness
You used to be so conscientious
Not anymore
If you want apathy
You'll have to take another step towards senility
Strung out
Listening to the pitter patter
Of the dripping faucet
Needle still in arm
Track marks on your veins
Veins collapsed
Corpse like figure
Crouching by the bathtub
No will to live
No remorse
No hope for the future
KristinaBeena KristinaBeena
22-25, F
5 Responses Jun 6, 2014

How are you doing now?

what u kick in sweetheart. if been there. before it's sucks