Food is the most abused drug and exercise is the most under-utilized antidepressant.
Fact: Whenever I get scared by walking into a dark room, I mutter: “I stand with Roland of Gilead and I will fear no evil.”
What I feel for you seems less of earth and more of a cloudless heaven.
Every which way your body shakes
Your waves appear to be colluding
I can’t make heads or tails of this new sensation
But it’s awful familiar
This vapid promise pay no attention
No, nevermind I’m fine
The fire won’t die if you pick up the matches
But all I can see is your addiction to infancy
Two unknown rivals vie for your adoration
Swords cross through visceral, crimson ink
And of the three there is no victor
Just three bitter fallen, what a travesty
Everybody gets one.
I sent you a letter before you went to battle
A final warning, or a prayer of hope,
But when you stepped out into the filth,
In search of my enemy, you reached over
And stabbed me in the heart
As I bled out, you still held me
And wreaked havoc into our last few moments together