Waiting for Percocet, then I’m getting discharged. My cyst still isn’t big enough for operation and hasn’t been leaking so it’s not a risk. Being sent home with pain killers and muscle relaxers to help ease me through this.
I don’t normally do this but if you pray, or you can send good vibes my way, I would greatly appreciate it. I’ve never been in so much pain in my life and that’s saying a lot.
I had morphine for the first time and it brought me from a 9/10 to an 8/10. Fuck my insane tolerance to pain meds. Holy shit this blows.
i work hard for these mistakes. i fuck up all day long just to watch things break. i scrape my wounds with shredded nails to quiet the mounting fear and anticipation. i lack the words and verse to describe my faulty salvation. i am rusted gears and tainted oil; i am obsolete and fool’s spoils. i am the first draft, the mute’s wrath, i am the end and the aftermath.
Central Florida. And I don’t know? I’ve never had anyone not be able to follow me? Lol
don’t stick around long enough for me to eat your shadow for breakfast and hit the road.
its a ritual, every few years or so i try to take the easy way out and dig a few holes in myself to rot and fade away.
dark hands can’t stand my ghastly pallor; my aura is sickening. i’m listing endlessly, ebbing on Styx for a kiss on the lips from a handsome rambler.
i heard one touch and i’m done, the fun is over. silver lakes of pain, and i won’t remember any of this.