Current Residence: United States
Favourite genre of music: Diverse
RepulsionEven in my dreams I find no asylumRepulsion by ~Defective222
Seamlessly transitioning to a more conscious labyrinth paved with clarity, fortitude, destruction, and that confounding, indescribable that seems to morph and adjust, but always gripping to “me".
It would seem that my two options are to change and prosper, or retrogress and cease. The tilt slides me from one spectrum to the next with unpleasant frequency but I find my home sits uncomfortably in the between. Craving the heights, then higher, while the abyss sucks me down, ultimately never moving.
The repel of the poles.
Once You Break.I hit a breaking point. But life was not yet through with me. It had much more in store. Much more agony to pile on. Much more misery to deliver.Once You Break. by ~Defective222
I’ve tried anything and everything I can think of. Trying to seek help from any form it may take. Nothing has worked. Nothing is fucking working.
No habit keeps me grounded anymore. I have a hatred for every vice of mine. I tried the drugs, alcohol, sex, crime, debauchery and hedonism. I tried sobriety, abstinence, lawfulness, patience and virtue.
In between all the trying and failing, I couldn’t help but rip apart the skin around my fingernails until it became a deformity. I give my fingertips a break only until my inner cheek needs one.
Maybe my life once had value. Maybe it once held merit. But now, I’ve fallen out of step. I can only see the world as it goes. Pulsing from clarity to befuddlement.
I have nothing to add. Plenty to subtract. My skills and knowledge are better suited for a less fragmented soul. But, who wa
CompatabilityI will lie to youCompatability by ~Defective222
You will have your fun
And I will be no better
When you and I are done
I'll forget your eyes
You will curse my smile
We will both lose sleep
For only a little while
My words I speak are ernest
Every word is true
But I know how it is
I know what I am to you
So when I begin to fall
And you tell me not to feel
I'll echo your vicious words
That "we" were never real