Based off of insanely drunken hallucinations and listening to some weird trance music.

I drank until I couldn’t drink anymore

Crouched over and heaving

Each word forced from me between my teeth by a fist in the back of my throat

I don’t want to talk, I don’t want to see

Why are you yelling?

I’m not really here if I close my eyes

She opened the door and I fell through the crawlspace

I met my one and only

Red wheals covered his mouth to shut him out

He’s my little man-whore

I kept him in my minds eye

Step away from the door

The gunshots will only scare you

Why are you falling to the floor?

Why are you crying….?

I woke up to blinding white lights and a man with a beard

Fuck, I survived

This is not what I wanted

How can you say this is better?

Hope you enjoyed!

-Vivica