Too many thoughts

Crept my face in the faucet

I’m wasted

I’m coughing

I hate this

Exhausted

I am but

I can’t shut this down

Surrounded by my Conscience

Obnoxious it is

The Noxious scent

I’m Nauseous now

I ought to sit

But Aw shit

I’m spinning again

I’m awfully lit

How do I solve this

I’ll guess after I piss

I miss you now again

Fuck

Love struck lost

Stuck under lust

Lies live inside

As a pit in my gut

Odd still wreak with pride

My mind ducking the guilt

It’s fried from the pills

I been stuffing to my gills this week

Not ill but weak

Tweaking off the xannies

I miss you and you’re family

I hope y’all understand me now but I doubt it

I hope y’all understand me now but I doubt it