Determination^-1

Notebook in hand,
I wander around.
But i have nothing to write
Anymore.
Junk like this
Doesn't count.
Who watches now?
Anybody?
I doubt it.
I am a master of invisibility.
My eyes burn.
Itchy scalp and sore muscles.
Churning guts and bitten tongue.
The void has once again settled
Into my chest.
That orb of anxiety and panic,
The malignant leech suckles.
A desire to drink myself into oblivion
Surfaces as oil.
It's not that hard to deny,
for now.
Anything to quell this empty

Useless feeling.
My head is stabbed
with ice picks.
Lancing painfulness.
Legs, feet, knees, back.
They all cry out to me.
I can barely keep my eyes open...
Broken, down.

dream of you

I had a dream of you last night,
It had filled me with delight.
Then I woke and realized,
It was all just one big lie.
Torture born from my own mind.