I’ve thought about this for awhile… ever been totally happy one second then bam… all you can do is stare of blank minded? I do it all the time… people call me depressed or suicidal… my friend told me once… just pretend to be happy. I can’t. I can’t make myself act happy. I cant… Continue reading Wondering
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Slave
She walks slowly over to him; the one full of contempt. His words raking her soul yet no sign of, relinquish here, her anger kept bound along with her sadness. The knife her true love always gleaming and poised for action. The knife always Obedient to her hands, slicing through the outer layers of his… Continue reading Slave
The Drunk and Haggard
In an alley way in southern Harlem a man lies on his side twitching, shivering with cold. Even to him it goes unnoticed. He is lost in his dreams, shadowy figures, and hallucinations. Purple dots capture his awakening vision. Suddenly he sits up, his own smell of acrid urine, alcohol, sweat, and feces ignored. He… Continue reading The Drunk and Haggard
The perfect killer
He walks slowly across the dirtied floor; his victim lifeless, glazed eye’s staring out into the abyss. The killer, a master, his movements sure and even; striking the match with elegance he burns the house. As it glows in the ever growing distance, he laughs wildly at the thought of an investigation. He was invisible,… Continue reading The perfect killer
The Death
It creeps slowly across the tiles towards you beginning its paranoid doom You notice nothing Slowly it claims you