Chewing On Glass…

Tag: amwriting

  • Something Different…

    Into Reality Lies, lies we tell ourselves to get byEveryone is standing in their windowsHoping to get noticed, but everyone is too busyIgnoring the people in their shitty livesA generation raised on hiding, despisingFalsified documents made to look like livesEvery ones opinion locked away in a data bankWhat did you…

  • I Awake with Bruised Eyes and Hollowed Out Lies…

    I look at the world around me, seven minutes freezing cold under the blankets covered in sweat, flashing ideas of the night before, and how I passed out drunk once again. I awaken with burning, stinging, sleepless eyes. The same two eyes I carry with me everywhere I go. I…

  • Broken Thoughts… Scrapping Together…

    Blood drains from the soulBody goes numb and the brain goes coldSeparation between church and stateSeparation between body and soulThe world is ending and you were all told Well good luck, you make a difference if you just give up….. I want to cut my throatBathe in my bloodJust to…

  • Plus One…

    “What do you mean you don’t understand?” She asks as if there is really some secret to her madness. “I just don’t get it. First you say I have to go, and now that I want to go, you’re telling me I can’t go as if I have a real…

  • Breaking the Fourth Wall…

    I’m pretty laid back. I don’t express myself much through religion, cults, or anger. I get mad and I might even get offended though it takes a lot to get me there and I don’t remember the last time I was really offended. I told some body I was the…

  • Something Different…

    Before I’d KnownSuffering to sufferChoking to drownBreaking up the thoughtsA list of shitCounting all the reasons to dieA method of self destructionRepent for sins uncommittedStruggling to struggleDrowning to chokeShattering the thoughtsA broken mind of shitListing out the reasons to liveA method of self deprecationForgiving sins uncommittedSelf reliance is masturbationPlaying God…

  • My Return…

    In some ways it feels as if a part of me is missing and in other ways I feel exactly the same. I hate being apart from her for whatever the reason. The long nights traveling for my job is when I feel it the most. Being on the road…

  • Getting Harder to Breathe

    I spent a life time not on social media. Recently I joined up and now I am behind once again. The world keeps spinning, dredging up old wounds. Starting over can be the hardest part. A lot of us get lost in the darkness forgetting who we are or what…

  • And Other Things From This Time…

    Survival Instinct I can smell the new smell of deathDisgusting, digesting, fermentingOr is it the smell of day old oilI’m unsure as unclassified as one can beI break into the vault only to find that it’s all goneNothing is ever what it seemsYet I sit and sit waiting for something…

  • Fact or Fiction…

    “I know your life is a never-ending nightmare full of horror and deceit. I know you are often at odds with yourself and this horrid thing called life. Every morning is filled with contempt as you have this endless debate on whether or not you should kill yourself in your…