Fell off the couch in a blood stained shirt and slit down my chest
Drank too much the night before could have been having fun or depressed
All I know is that this morning the sunlight is much to painful to see
At night I can lie to myself the day makes me have to face the real me

I've been blessed at daybreak but by twilight I was surely cursed
Lately I've been emotionless walking through this life like it has been rehearsed
Adulthood's guided path started out with so much promise until the rug was pulled away
So I'll curse back at the gods look in the air use my middle finger, And stay how long I choose to stay

Many things don't stay, and they don't stay the same
Cartoons on saturday morning, People you love go away
Cigarette burns surround my wrists reminding me of the pain
since she left lifes mediocre emotionless and plain

Search the kitchen floor through half empty cans and broken bottles for a smoke
It doesn't look too funny right now but in here there must be a joke
I've gotten so pathetic and broke I can't afford to just go buy another pack
It was probably stolen and like the good parts you took from me and I wont get them back

Good writing!!

Though a good bit of your writings are a little on the depressing side in general, you have a lot of talent, and you give such vivid details and descriptions.

I like this line "since she left lifes mediocre emotionless and plain "

The whole piece kinda speaks from the same place Im at right now.

Good write

you've painted a vivid picture of your pain-good job

AWESOME!

That's pretty gritty writing. At least pain can inspire art.

Well to be REAL,,,if ANYTHING made me truly say I was HUNG,,,it would have to be a GOOD THING,lol,lol

Nice write man...