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low tide in serotonin bay
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Getting out of bed per usual, was a tough one, it’s a battle
Overcast skies peeking through the blinds - it’s never sunny in Seattle In a room that once danced with liveliness, I’m confronted by the shadows Trying to shed the skin of a lover n a husband, but I can’t though Drown in the black abyss of my morning coffee that’s long gone cold Used to be my medicine, now I need a stronger dose I’ve been bobbin in the waves poured from this bottle, a fifth It’s my calm before these balled up fists driven through drywall I hauled off n hit I take a staggered step out of the front door, into the city’s manic streets The pavement littered with judgmental eyes and all of them attached to me I dodge the glances, hit the paper stand and am assaulted by ‘TRAGEDY!’ Headline screaming at me, deciphering the text through the dampened ink Life forcibly drags me back to so many nights before Where you lie in a crimson pool juxtaposed to the white oak floors So vibrant yet violent, guilt drives in its fangs n starts eatin at me Failed you at your darkest hour, I wasn’t the person you needed me to be My world has been in shambles, haunted by the screams as I sleep Since I seen you hacked to bits, I’ve been picking up the pieces of me The same person who did this to you struck again, think I know who it is and where they stay at The ultimate betrayal, I’ve known him for years we go way back My hand drifts to my belt, where the pistol’s at I touch it I could drop the police a subtle tip...fuck that! Time for vigilante justice Start to make my way through the twisted scapes of the all cement n grey city The buildings wobble and tilt as the effects of my bender stay with me Bullets of cold sweat dive from my forehead, disguised in the rainfall Earthquake inside of me that I can’t shake, approaching the overpass with these anxious thoughts As I reach the top I’m Met by a familiar face my “WHY DID YOU KILL HER!?” met by a sinister gaze It’s time to finish this! Pressed it against his temple once my pistol was raised “I finally caught YOU, you son of a bitch! Know what your punishment is!?” “It’s Death!” I laugh maniacally, lick a shot, then I fall from the bridge They used to say creatures were under the bed, or in the closet amongst ties n suits But I learned quickly the best hiding spot for a monster, is inside of you. Last edited by Adverse; 09-09-2020 at 11:09 AM. |
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