Chewing On Glass…

Tag: Fiction

  • Circling the Circles that Encircle Me…

    Should Explain It’s petty but it’s the petty shit that killsShould I explain or keep driving the drill into my brainNo one’s listening while a bear shits in the woodsSo all is okay, okay, it’s all okayMaybe someone should explain what it means to be aliveShitting my pants don’t need…

  • The Myth…

    I love to walk among them. I love to see just how they treat one another, but most of all I want to see how they treat me. I do it to feel powerful and I love the power I have over each and every one of them. Though none…

  • Post Physical…

    My fist pounds. His blood splatters. My fist pounds. His cheek bone gives in. My fist pounds. His skin starts to detach. His face is nothing more than a broken mess. “What did I tell you,” I scream. My vocal cords crack from the sheer force of my scream. He…

  • Weatherman…

    The weatherman calls for rain, but then again it always rains here. The rain is cold and it is harsh against my clothes and against my skin. The rain comes down and it pours, and when it doesn’t pour it turns into mist that surrounds me to always let me…

  • Digging Out The Past… Chewing On Fears- A Yuffie Collaboration…

    A darken cloud, a sea of painI’ve only ever wanted to feel the sameA creature without a faceUpon this mountain I shall lay to waste “Hey Yuffie,” shouts Hydra “What?” Yuffie asks “Go feel sorry for yourself some place else. This is my spot,” Hydra declares “No one respects my…

  • Beyond The Time…

    In every past life, at every attempt I have failed. Every new life is nothing more than another mistake. A continued struggle that lives through me dwelling for centuries, maybe even eons. I don’t know anymore. In every reincarnation I have learned nothing new. The idea of it all seems…

  • A Running Theme… Stampeded Soul…

    On My Mind Well the revolution it happened so fastIt is as though it didn’t happen at allLeft behind to try and figure out the fragmentsShattered reality, pieces that society left behindWhere do we go from hereShould give up and never start againMy thoughts bleed together to the pointIt is…

  • Self Destruct… One Word At A Time…

    Time ticks by without a name or faceWhat is it that I’m doing in this placeLost and dying, I have no time to restAll I want to do is lay downPretend that I’m deadPeace is a word with no meaningWho can go in such a fashion in theoryNever wanted to…

  • Always Going To Wonder

    “Do you ever think about reincarnation?” “In what sense?” “Maybe we are the reincarnation of our ancestors. So, really we are only living our lives over and over like a messed-up version of purgatory.” “That would mean there is only a set number of people in existence I’m not even…

  • And Other Things From This Time…

    Descending I forge a pathI forge ahead of the restIn the endLeft in the backI dance before I awakeCovered up for goodYet it is all the sameVisualize in my mindThere’s not much left to hideMy soul bleeds openAs if cut or tornMy mind like one big woundI was lost and…