Narcoleptic

My eyesight is weak.

Littered with tears and scratches.

My heart is heavy, and tight.

Filled to the brim with spite.

My dreams didn’t come true.

The prince never came,

Instead of fair-game I became framed.

I was held back by choices.

I should’ve ignored those voices…

Honestly, the pills look inviting,

The black abyss seems a peaceful existence.

I should take my pleasure in the unknown void.

Isn’t that what we search for anyway? Peace and quiet?

Maybe I should skip to the end to avoid the constant pain,

Pay for the arraign I have surely obtained.

-N

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…Anonymous

I’m back again.

I tried to leave but it didn’t work.

I tried to leave it behind but it came back.

It goaded me back into its dark confines.

I couldn’t say no.

I was on the straight and narrow for a while.

Proud that I was able to start again.

I’ve said that line for too long.

But the temptation was too strong.

The lure of your wicked promise so decadent.

High enough to feel but not enough to breathe.

This is reckless and-

You brought the necklace back.

Yeah.

-N