I'm sinking further and further
into myself
Letting all my rotten thoughts
consume me.
Perhaps I wanted this?
Perhaps yesterdays entry has taken its toll.
I no longer rush to chat programs
eager to meet new people.
I long to be alone
Thriving on my self-hatred
Thriving on my twisted thoughts.
Sinking
Sinking
Looking up
as you would from under a body of water.
Seeing the light
rippled and distorted
by the water-
the water-
my thoughts-
cold, unfeeling,
twisted thoughts
consuming me.
And I sit back
smoking my Marlboro greens
(the light 100's)
because I want to die
a slow painful death.
My thoughts will kill me
before these damn things do.
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