This whole “life” thing would’ve been a lot easier, for me and everyone else, if only my parents had kept paint-stripper under the kitchen sink instead of premium Polish vodka. At least that’s what I tell myself I was looking for all those years ago. I love the smell of paint-stripper. Vodka is a stripper in it’s own right. Here […]
Sharp slivers of words built up From years of staying silent Fill my mouth but stay trapped. My hands are dirty My knees scraped By the brush I’ve been running through Because the things that make other things Go bump in the night Chase after me and it’s still early. “Come here, pretty one,” They […]
There are no words, only particles of faith that slip between my fingers as the wind blows against my window. There are no giddy heights to fall from. No sentiments that can ease a bruised soul. There is, however, a sense of beauty that few these days seem to be in possession of. How […]
The state of depression cannot be described only by one word. From experience, it’s a state of multiple emotions and the condition is complex like the human mind and life. When depress, a person battles several emotions, sending that person in a stream of emotional mess. – Battling The Downswings of Life It’s been over […]
This is just a casual poem from my alter ego that turned out to be the lyrics of a deathless imperfection. Music was not applied due to the author’s exceptional voice.
These yellow cracked walls have been my Home for many moons. In this time, I have come to understand their purpose to be far more than primitive to shelter. These yellow cracked walls beguil their inmates: their will to hope falling through the sieve of despair like fine sand. These yellow cracked walls benefit their […]
What are we? What is our purpose?
We exist in bubbles of lucid metal that tear through flesh like words tear through tired hearts. She’s so young and yet she’s older than half the stars in the galaxy. She’s so alone, more so than all the dead trees in all the burning forests of the world. But I wouldn’t change her, though, […]
In weather that chills you to the bone, he takes me to the park. He points out the lake, frozen over and fragile, and he says, “Dive.”Most days, though I often ignore him, he’s at my side, whispering into my ear, his icy claw digging into my shoulder. Plagued by his presence, but at the […]
A quick poem I wrote today, trying to express some of the anger and frustration and feeling of being lost that I am currently experiencing. A brief snapshot of me. I’m Sick I’m sick of living on the borderline the line between “normal” and “diagnosable illness” I’m sick because I’m never bad enough, but never […]