Hey guys! This is my first article so I thought I'd share something that I love, poetry! Keep in mind this is just something I enjoy doing and I'm ot great at it. Much love.

amber Xx.

A cocktail of razor blades and tears.

The time is currently 2:39 am.
And yes, I am well aware that it is a school night.
But I mean sleep is for the weak, right?
Well that’s what I’d like believe anyways.
But you see, I know that’s not true.
Because sleep is not intended for the weak.
Sleep is for those who are content enough with their lives.
Sleep is for those health nuts that get the full 8-10 hours each night and drink their green juice in the mornings.
Sleep is for those who have their life under control.
Sleep is for those who have the perfect family.
Sleep is for those who have confidence.
Sleep is for those who don’t suddenly remember that embarrassing thing they said to johnny in August and can’t help but wish they didn’t.
Sleep is for those who already know what college they’ll go to next fall.
Sleep is for those who know their career path at the ripe young age of 16.
Sleep is for all of these.
Which i guess is why I'm kneeling on my bathroom floor with my wrist dripping crimson, as i shed enough tears to fill the bathtub that lies next to me.
The mixture of these two is a risky and addictive intoxication.
And let me tell you, this cocktail is not for the faint of heart.
But it’s alright, i can handle my addiction.
Because you see, it's easy to be addicted when happy hour lasts all night at the local bar inside your head.

Thursday September 21st, 2017 3:10 am