This is how my day starts. Strong, black coffee, so bitter that my tongue goes numb. Sweet, too sweet to drink, chocolate protein shake. No smokes. No sex. No meaningful conversations. Low point. Then the gym. Hyping myself into a frenzy for just only one hour. During that hour, I go through a mental routine […]
poem
How Low Can I Fall
If I could get out of my head… If I could, I’d walk away I’d walk along the railway I’d miss my train On purpose… I wouldn’t be afraid Of cold and rain I’d soak my skin and wear thin My shoes and clothes. I’d hunger. On purpose. I’d look old and mean, I’d let them […]