Goes

 The sun isn't making

Me want to go to bed. 

Sitting up to believe 

I'm in control of my life.

Listening to the same songs 

A 100 times. 

Dogs giving hints it's bed time. 

But the coke still 

Is pulsing in my head now. 

It drips and I ignore it. 

Just wishing I wasn't alone 

And feeling shit. 

The meds stopped working 

A long time ago. 

My head over thought 

To many times you know. 

Nothing to stop feeding low  

Shouting into the void 

Just shows 

When nothing calls back

How low 

AND shit life goes 

Toast to Monday

 My dog sighs

My dark days, 

My temptress

My moment of bliss.

When the beat hits.

When we close the curtains

On Sunday.

And when we are swopping sims, 

As we ran out of battery.

Like a lottery,

No one wants to admit its Sunday.

Who's phoning in sick Monday?

Demon

 Up all night got demons to fight. 

BATTLES TO OVER THINK. 

Fights thst could never be won to fight again. Things I can't change to over think and reopen old wounds again. 

Tell friends everythings amazing. 

Though I can't sleep 

Again. 

Struggle as the ups aren't upping the same. The downs don't stop taking everything. 

The sparkle in my eye long gone

 and the skip in my step

Long gone too.

Hard to talk about it,

Because the demons feed

On those feelings too.

Logged out

 I choose not to choose life,

I choose

Sniffing a point 4 in one line 

at 10

With work in the morning.

Pulling a flump trying to cum.

Page 151 on hamster porn.

Late nite when it's quiet. 

Dog raging,

He just wants to hang out.

I just want to get wiped out.

Looking another beg at 1am.

Im lost in a maze,

3 years too late to be

Just a stage.

Everyones logged in,

But nobody's listen.

One more please.

The hunger for one more

Can't be beat or outrun. 

The beast needs fed, 

And the bad thoughts need numbed. 

You always start hopeful. 

Like it's just the one. 

But the feeling 

Doesn't last 

And you always think 

Just another one. 

Just another hit. 

Fuk sleep. 

Fuk work. 

It won't heal the hurt. 

It won't change the past. 

But for a short while

Ill feel class. 

Doesn't matter how much I owe. 

Or how much tomorrow I'll feel low. 

The moment right now 

The beast needs fed. 

The finger hovers over the phone. 

And the nose already feels sore

From the past.

Over

 A restless soul,

Own goal,

Did you get your hole? 

Did you know?

Did you hear? 

Do you have a pound

I could get a lend of?

Also could I get a light?

Talking shite, 

The top man in the south?

The hardest man in the east?

A place to stop all this 

And get some peace? 

Somewhere to rest. 

A life of stress, 

Wasn't born with good looks 

But a good laugh 

If nothing else. 

But I find it hard to sleep. 

Mind keeps me up

And won't stop 

To let me sleep. 

Can't numb the thoughts 

No more. 

The drugs aren't helping 

So much anymore. 

The dog wants to go to bed, 

And I want to try and

Out wit past battles 

That are over. 

9 to 5

Dead man's shoes

9 to 5

Monday to Friday blues.

Full time and can't

Pay what's owed.

Gas ran out and the waters cold.

Alarms test my patience

Telling me my breaks need checked.

Freezer and fridge empty

Got to pay the rent.

My boss stopped saying hello,

Doesn't understand the hurt

I hold.

Mask it all with a smile.

Wishing I could run free

Like a child.

The grass green

And the summers were endless.

We sat up all night having fun

Now we sit up cause

The melt is endless.