Chewing On Glass…

Tag: loathing

  • But I’m Still Right Here…

    “As below, so above and beyond, I imagine – drawn beyond the lines of reason. “ Tool, Lateralus Death I don’t necessarily fear death. Not in the sense that maybe one should. I know it will happen. I’m even okay with it to a certain extent. Part of life after all.…

  • And Other Things From This Time…

    Long Before The blood it drips as it fallsThe life fails as it goes onThe end is nearThough it has been all alongThe difference between life and deathIs a heartbeatThe soul fades as it goesThe death grows as it goesThe end is nearThough it has been all alongThe difference between…

  • Something Very Different (Vulgar)

    The Saint and the Beast Don’t remember the time or placeWho am I to be naming namesA stench so thick it takes me awayDown the rabbit hole of no returnLeft bleeding and I need moreBroken nose, used whoreThe alcohol has never been out of timeSucking the blood up through a…

  • Because Asking Would Be Too Off Putting…

    Diving right into the subject on this one. I’m sure I’ll dip in and out of anything I have to say. Thought about all of this six hours ago. My favorite book of all time is Post Office by Charles Bukowski. If you haven’t read it well. Well, you should…

  • Broken Thoughts… A Long Time Before…

    Devils in the detailsBut what do you do when you’ve all failed?Listening to your complaintsOn a day-to-day basisHas become insaneFeeling your thoughts is all that I haveBut now it’s filled with too much painSensory overloadMy mind will explodeThe devils in the detailsBut God failed so long ago Words are haunting…

  • Something Different…

    Hurts I can feel itI can feel the spiritBeing sucked right out of meKeep on going it whispers in my earAs if that was ever a choiceIt cries, it won’t shut upAnd it is now, right hereThat I know at leastWhat is it that I really knowDon’t rememberDoesn’t matterWhat’s the…

  • 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…

  • And Other Things From This Time…

    Know What I Mean Do you know what I meanWhen I say I am living a lieNo longer mad when I know I should bePassion is all but a thing of the pastRomance is all but nothing at allHow long do you stare at someoneAnd realize they are the worst…

  • 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…

  • And Other Things From This Time…

    Fuck It and See What Happens Historically we have been heading this directionA dictatorship might do us some goodDemocracy was such bullshit in the endDid we really think that we could pull it offA day long crisis of faithTime to pick ourselves back up and do it againScreaming for blood,…