Tag Archives: Mood Swings

Out Of My League

1 – Like an object.

Deny the presence.

Bitterly tremendous.

Internalized derailment.

Agonized & tormented.

Dissociative measurements.

Isolatory dominance.
2 – Hate me.

Because you’re out of my league.

Ripping my skin presently.

Reject your greed.

Unexpected needs.

Down on my knees.

But you’re out of my league.

So hate me.

Hate me now, please.

Because you’re out of my league.
3 – I am potentially toxic.

Helplessly fought it.

Still it’s a vicious fix.

Tolerating the hits.

Fading the nasty bits.

I am too ugly & shame filled.

I can’t be fit.

So let me quit.

Wasted drifts.

Landing intensive.

Slow but pervasive.

Isolative.

Hyperly destructive.

Repetitive.
4 – Pop up your meds.

Quite the opposite instead.

Blur & numb.

Probably feeling dumb.

Battles become,

A sticky gum.

Running out of luck.
5 – Fright rate.

Immensely paced.

Tolerate.

This hate.

But can’t wait.

Because it’s now bursting in flames.

In severe rage.

Profound permanent mistake.

Blood on nails.

Pain erase.

Weight gain.

Eating shame.

Mind equates.

Brutal hails.

Monsters made.

Brain opiate.

But still functioning to terminate.
2 – Hate me.

Because you’re out of my league.

Ripping my skin presently.

Reject your greed.

Unexpected needs.

Down on my knees.

But you’re out of my league.

So hate me.

Hate me now, please.

Because you’re out of my league.

6 – Futile.

Reptile.

Terrified.

Losing every fight.

Blades occupy.

To decide.

Depth of the pile.

Boiling & bubbling inside.

Craving it to stay alive.

Lost sight.

Mortified.

Pressuring shine.

Piercing the eyes.

Seduction rise.

Begin the ride.

Individualized.

Secretly quietly contain the size.

Put on your mask of disguise.

And say this to you, leave me blind.

Like a broken string of a kite.

Written by P.S 

In A While…

ADDICTIONS & CRAVINGS

Pick .

Tricked.

Against skin.

Words fail.

Dying days.

Confused & Dazed.

Meds, take.

But still not okay.
These thoughts.

Appear rocks.

Air to hit across.

Anxiously fought.

Why? Self harm?

Cuze I’m losing apart.

These feelings of emptiness lasts.

Addicted? Or self destructive?

No choices.

Provoking voices.
Party hard.

With blade marks.

Cut deep & sharp.

Deal the dark.

Relapse fast.

Don’t Ask.

It’s undescibed.

Uncategorised.

unrecognized.

unidentified.

Terrified.

Wounded inside.

Lost sight.

Messy right???

Absolutely fine.
In a while…

Surrendering Lines.

Time binds.

Left behind.

Can’t recognise.

Pain to feel alive.

Somethings not right.

Tell me it’s gonna be alright.

But I’m not sure what I.

Will do tonight.

I’ve already planned to hide.