Chewing On Glass…

Tag: Blood

  • All I Feel Is Pain…

    All I Feel is Pain Memories are nothing more than random bits of information processed at varies speeds. This is how I remember my childhood. It comes back to me in pieces as my head slams back into the ground. Lift and repeat. Lather, rinse, and dry. Blood runs throughout…

  • Broken Thoughts… For All The Wrong Reasons…

    Nothing good has ever come of thisThe truth in lies is full of shitI think I have all the answersLocked away inside my headIn reality I have nothing and I’m fine with itIgnorance truly is blissSo are lies you can’t resist “I want to jerk off onto the sores of…

  • Through Glass…

    “The devil made me do it. Tell them that. Tell them anything I don’t give a fuck,” I put my cigarette out on the table. “You didn’t even finish that one,” my lawyer says as he wipes the ashes and the butt into his briefcase. I light up another one…