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by Alec Juarez |
now tell me
have you ever been witness
to
extended-release suicide
metered out s l o w l y over time
blackout nights numb faces
watching your friends fade
and i mean really fade away
bit by bit hit by
hit and never really satisfied
i mean never satisfied i’m talking
a chronic desire to escape the present
moment this moment right
here right now are you following me now
it looks different for everybody
in my case it came in 1 gram bags
20 dollar rocks and a mountain of empties
growing in my kitchen like mold
i got better i really did but then
i got way worse chopping up
china white in the bathroom again
i’m telling you
i’ve personally
seen the best minds of my generation
destroyed from the inside out
but never no i would never
call it madness no if anything
they’re icarus-types
no this world wasn’t too much for them
they were too much for this world
i still remember the day Al died
shot himself in the head with his dad’s gun
behind an elementary school late at night
kids found him during morning recess the next day
he’d been teaching english in thailand
saw some fucked up stuff
his note said people just weren’t nice
enough to each other in this world
he wasn’t wrong.
II.
well they say that your heart is a muscle
the size of your fist
i guess mine’s out of shape
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He’s not Latinx. His dad is from Spain and his mom is just from a typical midwest white ethnic background.
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