Chewing On Glass…

Tag: Dark

  • We Will Not Be Stopped… Unless You Ask…

    Closed off from my own mindNot sure what to say about anythingHistory is passed down by the victorsWhen the information was limited by platformAll the talking heads say the same shitYou’re fucked and get used to itClosed off from the rest of youNot sure what to say about anythingOpinion is…

  • Much Darker Than I Intended…

    Keeping a journal of my darkest thoughtsHasn’t been as cathartic as I thoughtA recollection of my own bullying ideasBeating myself into compliancyHasn’t really been the best for meListening to thoughts I haven’t heard in a whileRemembering this isn’t how I used to be…Only what I have allowed myself to becomeIf…

  • I Don’t Know But It’s Been Said…

    “This is my first time in the big city.” The clerk hands him his change with a blank stare. There is no contempt or concern that anything living or dead is standing in front of her at this moment. She stands motionless from the other side of the glass. “I…

  • I’m Still Here… Victory… I Guess…

    More people give up than succeedDoesn’t make it any easier to proceedMaybe when I’m older, maybe when I’m deadSomething to look forward to I guessNot sure what I want out of any of thisA life spent wondering what ifDoesn’t make much sense outside of the rest of itThis struggle is…

  • Blurry Vision Of Tales Building In My Head…

    Knew this feeling couldn’t lastThrowing shit against the wallKnew this idea couldn’t lastIt’s not like I could stick to itKnew this dream couldn’t lastBefore I replaced this delusionWith something worseMy heart is a whoreThat can’t ever decideWhich direction the blood should goThis time…Knew this feeling couldn’t lastThrowing myself into the…

  • Never Seen Only Heard…

    “These children have way too much energy. Laughing and playing along as if everything is alright,” he thinks to himself before letting out a loud yawn. “There is something evil in this town. An entity, a curse, whatever you want to call it, but something is after these innocent children.”…

  • Making Every Promise Empty…

    Wandering around once againSubstance abuse seems to be my thingNot sure of anyone who wants to feel like themNot sure of anything… even meFloating around with this feeling in my headEyes burning… turning red… blood shot and hurtingHow I’ve heard it saidIt wasn’t that I didn’t understandIt was that I…

  • Big News Coming… But For Now…

    It hurts more knowing… than finding out…It hurts more wondering… than finding out…It hurts more feeling this wayThan anything else I can think ofI think of nothing else… and this is what I amLeft with… an empty heart… a broken mindIf I could turn back time to better timesI know…

  • With Our Heads, Our Hearts, and Our Souls

    “Settle down, settle down everyone. It is almost time to begin,” a voice calls out through the already seated crowd. A silence washes over the room. The room goes dark as a single red spot light shines upon the podium before them. Father Herington approaches the podium from somewhere in…

  • It Sounds A Lot Like This…

    Clayton told me once I shouldn’t try so hardTaught me the difference between will and effectWasn’t sure what he meant right awayNot sure anyone understood what he had to sayBroken English and misplaced sentencesUsually isn’t the best way to communicateRepeat what he said repeatedly again and againDecipher the definition of…