Chewing On Glass…

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  • Broken Thoughts…

    The blood cascades down the wallYou know you are homeWhen everything is comfortableBones line the edges of the roomYou know you are homeWhen everything seems fineSkin drapes the furnitureYou know you are homeWhen everything is normal Scars scratched deep across their faces… Tangled up in all your razor wireThink about…

  • Broken Thoughts…

    We give it upWe give it all up in bloodUntil we are nothingNever enough for some or no one at allWe turn it overWe turn it over with our soulsUntil we have nothing leftNever enough for most or anyone at allWe work it allWe work it all with our livesUntil…

  • Broken Thoughts…

    Fissures and cracks within my soulWhere they come fromI’m afraid I do not knowRelentless and forthcomingI keep swimming the cracks wideningEven though I know I’m drowningMy body wants to stop, my mind says keep goingIf I gave up now what would be the point at all? Locked in a box……

  • Broken Thoughts…

    This could  carry me into next weekThe thought that maybe any of this mattersBleeding to know that there is still lifeA loneliness has bred an isolationChasing down an unrealistic dreamA quest to become God to a desolate planetThere is no end to an unapologetic beginningKill the man, the idea lives…

  • And Other Things From This Time…

    Time Within Time If I say it enough will it come trueSelf-full filling prophecy made up of dreamsBeen looking in a mirror saying it over and overAnd yet the image doesn’t changeStill the same asshole as yesterdayHopes and prayers are for our childrenPraying and kneeling are the same thingsNeither is…

  • Do It All Again…

    The rain comes down hard as it beats against my cardboard house like a drum. It upsets me at first, but then I remember I wanted to move anyway. Nothing truly upsets me anymore. Nothing outside of the wastefulness of the people that surround me where ever I go. Town…

  • And Other Things From This Time…

    All Fucked Up I’d like it better if you told meWhat I already had to loseI’d like it better if you lied to meAs you already doI can’t stand this feelingOf having nothing left to loseI can’t stand this ideaThat I never meant anything to you My brain is a…

  • Stuck In Time… A Distant Past…

    “You said you’d love me forever.”“No, what I said was I once gave a damn.”“You lie as though you believe it to be true.”“Truth has a funny way of appearing to be a lie.”“Then we shall see in the end who is telling the truth or telling a lie.”Blood spurts…

  • The Dead Dirty Things…

    I can hear the bugs, the insects as they tempt me. Scratching through the hollowed out walls. Begging and pleading for me to bring them more. The sound of their legs scratching against the wall of my skull. They want more. They hunger, they crave the flesh they need. They…

  • Postscript of the Unimaginative…

    After a while life just starts to feel like a prison. You work your ass off in hopes to get back time lost with good behavior, but it is useless. Things will never be like how they were. Things will never be how it was when we were young. Life…