Chewing On Glass…

Tag: short story

  • 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…

  • 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…

  • 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…

  • What Has Been Done…

    I noticed the way she looks at me again today. The look of a blank stare, but it is not a blank stare. It is as if she is trying to tell me something that words could never really say. I see it in her eyes. Those cold green eyes.…

  • If It Doesn’t Kill… Then It Doesn’t Hurt?…

    After so many rejections it becomes so much easier to ignore the vultures that come circling around my rotting corpse. Letter after letter. Email after email telling me they wish me well. Words copied and pasted as hollow as my soul. All of this self-mutilation for one person to just…

  • West End Love for All the East End Girls…

    “So, are we doing this or what?” He asks me for the thirteenth time in the last five minutes. “We need to do this,” he reminds me once again. “We or you need to do this?” I ask barely looking away from my phone. “I’ll slap that thing right out…

  • Beyond the End…

    “Despite purified air, despite not going out for months, despite no human contact in over a year, and despite a diet balanced out to be everything that my body needs. I have become sick. I have become infected with something I have to silently suffer with. Alone and isolated I…

  • A Story Never Told…

    “What the hell are you even doing up at this hour?” A voice asks with a yawn. I bang on the door harder and harder. “Ain’t no one want to see you in there. Hell, I see you and I don’t even want to,” the homeless man moans. “Shut up…

  • The Darkness Abides…

    Broken Thoughts Vol. 3: Chasing Ghosts Out Now On Amazon Broken Thoughts Vol. 3: Chasing Ghosts… continues Ambrose’s dissection of self through short stories, poetry, and broken thoughts. Full of rage, passion, love, and understanding. Ambrose goes deeper than ever before chasing more than ghosts into the darkness. Stories Exclusive…

  • Watching The World Go By… In Ever Passing Moments…

    The Plan Feelings disappear into the lightFaded but always thereMoments in time seems to last foreverSeconds of thought, a lifetime of regretDecisions made that can’t be undoneAnother day in the life of someone elseToo afraid to take a stepBackwards or forwards there is nothing leftFeelings reappearing every nightHaunting me from…