Rachel Sexton's Page

Tradewinds aren’t enough these days
I need vulgarity to stay alive.
 
Today I cut myself to numb the pain
Stared at the knife,
spoke whispers toward the night sky,
then smoked a bowl
 
I thought…
Of you, then I lit another..
 
And another
And another
And another
And another
And another…
 
So high,
went my voice.
 
Screaming whispers, Pulling tears from my eyes.
 
My body went nowhere far,
Yet I

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I have these words I cannot speak
they turn ears sour, hearts black.
those selfish unsufferers, those silly sacks.
you know...
the Jim's, the Jill's, the Molly's,Tim's, and Tom's, and Jack's.

walking on water never looked so good
until you contemplate all the places on this earth
to runaway
to get away.

you should get away...
my head says to my heart.
"GET AWAY!," my heart says to my head
"come closer" says my brain to my hand to the knif… Continue

I'm way too sad. This morning really sucked for various reasons, one in particular. Basically, I ended up screaming at the top of my lungs over and over and over, fell to the floor and rocked back and forth like a little cry baby.

I really miss my young cousin
He's been sleeping for the past year
I can't help but feel
I led him to his early tomb.

It's decorated with an angel
and gives warning to the consequences
of dumb fucks drinking and driving.

But what about the shitty psychic
who couldn't understand her own visions?...
Shouldn't we blame her too?
Shouldn't we blame her more?
Shouldn't we ask for a refund?

He comes and goes,
in and out of this puzzle… Continue