Sunday, 22 July 2012

Nod, nod and away

I dont think you ever quit, you just get sooo fucking over it, organs aching and stomachs bleeding - so over this fucking demon you are feeding. Sick and fucking tired of not having any tears to cry, embacing death yet shit scared to die. Every single fucking hit is the last, every single day running out fast...
When youre clean a day feels like a year, when youre fucked life runs out too fast and thats another fear. When your on a buzz youre always meddling in regret, when your sober all you want to do is forget. So fucking boring is life if you dont use, when youre fucked you can atleast convince yourself youre not confused. So many things youve lost along the way, so many regrets about it you have today...
Why care about the milk you threw on the floor, why do it over and again and once more? Sick in your head is what you are - yet in your onw fucking eyes youre a superstar. Dumb fucking cunt thats what you are, throwing salt on to bury this scar. Mind is not where it used to be, dont judge yet; wait till tomorrow and see. Yes! Tomorrow once again is day fucking one, fuck yeah! Another week of fun...

'im all out of love, im so lost without you. I know you were right believing for so long. Im all out of love, what am i without you'

Air supply - Im all out of love

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