Bloodshot Eyes - by Erik Smith
I
lay here on the floor
dizzy from my corner bought medicine
crying from memories not dying
trying to destroy my conciousness
needing to escape this reality
shredding everything out of me
covering
my three day bloodshot eyes
trying to cover the tears
wanting to lose these fears
needing to kill these years
licking my ass goodbye
unable
to see what i create
eyes unwilling to even focus
my brain begging for revenge
my concious demanding that i destroy myself
far before i slaughter the one i love
my body begging for relief
pleasure to the extent of energy death
an orgasm that makes my cells collapse
my soul directing me to love everyone
even after all of the bullshit
beyond the time my hope hits the floor
and i always come back for more
