Chewing On Glass…

Tag: irrational

  • Finding Peace..

    Finding Peace in the Darkness Scratching the walls with my nails. I want more. Another day or another night. I can’t resist the temptation of the kill. They said it would go away. It hasn’t. They said over time things would become normal. They haven’t. Everything they said never came…

  • And Other Things From This Time…

    Felt No More I gave up, then gave inStill, you’re unhappy with whatWe’ve becomeI gave you everythingOnly to end this with nothingYet I’m the assholeWhat it means to be a manI’m the one who should wearThe villainous mask because it fitsI’m sorry I guessFor what I don’t knowMaybe by now,…

  • It’s A Funny Story… Even If It Isn’t…

    Trying something new… Imagine that… I haven’t written anything new outside of poetry and the new story I am working on… Sadly that isn’t for the website… Redoing my next book… well kind of… I had this whole theme I was running through the whole book… I didn’t like it……

  • Broken Thoughts…

    Locked inside my head with nothing to sayThe bugs dance beside my lifeless corpsePulling bits of paper from my soulMore scraps to add to the shit pileHow long can I drag this feeling out?A lifetime surrounded by borrowed timeThe darkness sinks its dirty fangs into my neckReminding me I’ve always been this wayA…

  • Broken Thoughts- Forgive Me

    I’m addicted to the dramaI’m addicted to the painI’m addicted to this feeling that won’t go awayI like to watch you sufferSomething wrong with meSomething has broken I can’t fixI’m addicted to the wayI’m addicted to the sameI’m addicted to these feeling that won’t go awayPushing myself to this pointDriving…

  • Alone Now…

    I Think We Are Alone Now “I’m scared Chris do we really have to be here so late? Couldn’t we have come earlier in the day?” She asks pressing against me. I’m scared too, but I don’t let her know that. “Don’t be scared. I just wanted to show you…

  • And Other Things From This Time…

    Before They Hurt Everything feels isolatingOn a grander scaleBetween one and a hundredBetween heaven and hellThere exists a place no one knowsFrom bad to worseThings become uglierBefore they hurt Everything feels indifferentOn a daily scaleBetween Mondays and SundaysBetween this week and lastThere’s not much in betweenFrom day to dayThings never…

  • Don’t Stand So Close To Me…

    Don’t Stand So Close To Me… I like to keep my things in jars. I have many jars all around my room. I used to as a child go out in the woods behind my house and collected bugs. I had so many in my collection. Water bugs, butterflies, lightning…

  • Broken Thoughts…

    The signs were there all alongLighting the way for the climaxIlluminating the inevitable fallWho does this to them, to ourselvesStatistically speaking one and the sameReality couldn’t be any further apartLooked so good on paperIt had to work at least onceWhat could all this really meanTo someone who doesn’t careI gave…

  • Crossing The River Of Hypocrisy…

    Rest Forever When We Are DeadThe feeling slips away from meYour soft skin drags across the floorThe shredded self of worthlessnessDeception is the only way to communicateLetters become wordsBroken sentences of a useless paragraphThey say you’re deadBut when you died is undecidedKilled you in my mind so long agoSo I…