There’s a little cavity in my heart. Everyday, it grows a little bigger, until every beat is like a blow to the chest that leaves me gasping in pain. I don’t know when it started.
Tag: threads
Casualty
Chaotic threads of thought rip through my mind, boiling and seething with madness. The sharp bite of pain ebbs and flows as my life’s blood drains in darkness.
Casualty
Chaotic threads of thought rips through my mind… boiling and seething in madness. The sharp bite of pain ebbs and flows, as my life’s blood drains in darkness. A downtown street, or a vast, inhospitable wasteland, this is no place to die. I don’t know how I got here… I barely remember why. Unforgiving, endless… Continue reading Casualty
Embrace the Breeze
Lately she had been rather depressed. She had always cried herself to sleep, tonight was no different. She lay her head on the pillow and let the make up flow down her face, smothering herself with her pillow so no one would hear her, allowing the black to sink into the threads. Minutes passed by… Continue reading Embrace the Breeze
Lost
Every time I stare into the mirror I see nothing I see my blank face and empty stare I see my bloodstained hands and I see the boy who has lost his way
Tip Toe Through A Tailored Life
There are no spoken words for such fancies The tiny black painted threads that fabricate my world