evolution

over self medicated this time. fuck my mind is racing. and there's nothing coming out worthy of mention. all i feel is irritated anger and lust. another dose of self reconciliation i'll pour down my throat. no wonder it's been so sore lately. i cough blood and spit venom. it's comin out of my nose by now. i don't hink i'll ever figure this out. how to use these things to my betterment. i turn everything i touch into something sharp or explosive. i sit back and watch my own self destruction in some disillusioned arrogant pride. as if my suffering makes me better. in tune. all it does is polish my misery. burn out hope. and close the door