WHAT IS THIS?!

I eat crap

I binge-watch t.v.

I drink more than I want to

I troll list-icles on Bored Panda

I spend money I don’t have (OMFG, AE!)

If I didn’t eat watch drink troll spend so DAMN much,

I could have time to cook healthy food.

I could take walks and meet friends.

I could write and paint.

I could pray.

I could think!

Ah, there’s that rub… rubbed RAW.

I would remember

I would feel lonely

I would be afraid

I would despair

I would wonder why I was alive

If I thought about it too much, it would HURT. DAMN.

I started out trying to write a poem;

To write a truth that would call me out, but

There aren’t any internal rhythms.

Is this even anything?

I need a drink.