Self-Pity in the Day to Day
I hadn’t vomited
in a while
so I guess
I was in good graces
somewhere
But
I still had
no pussy
to relieve
the stress
of the job
No-one
to occupy
the vacant spaces
of my mind
So
I just drank
and drank
(but did not vomit)
and smoked
a bowl or two
before bed
Some people
would prefer to die
in similar situations
and many of them
do
The thought
goes through
my mind often
But
I’m still here
and tomorrow
will probably be
the same
Horror Sleaze Trash 