The Mindless Over-Indulgence
Jul 20, 2017 · 1 min read
Tv
Drugs
Tv
Drugs
A thoughtless routine
Repeated deafness of ones mind
Souls binding into a place of respite
I am not fine
Rough and coarse are my fractured nerves
Epitome of my new age rapture
Placed on my tongue and swallowed with the plunge of inhalation
These grainy chemical burns stand out on the skin
Dripping with jealousy saggy eyes turn up the volume on pleasure
Artificially.
“That’s what happened while you were gone?”
She put her head in her hands and poured tears onto her new blouse
“I don’t understand it.”
“Let’s get FUCKED up!”
Murder this habit,
It’s only the road to unfulfilled dreams and lonely nights.

