The two faced person I see before me is nothing more than a hollow shell wishing to exist, and I do not see it. I will not see it. To believe there is something there is to gaze upon it, to remain blind is to protect it, and to hate it is to get closure … More Disgusting
I haven’t picked up a pencil in what seems like years. I seem to remember that I was good at it and that I found great solace in picking up a pencil and creating what was in my mind; anything that struck my fancy. When I was younger I wasn’t worried about my style or … More The Block
The ground shattered below my feet But I shall not stop to stare. The earth faded piece by piece But my face must show no care. I’ve found that hatred comes easy to those Who do not care to find it, And the ones I hate only appear When they care to remind it. The … More Failing to Fall
Sometimes it’s necessary to let go of all the “got to make my post perfect” logic that swirls around my head. There are thousands and thousands of mistakes that are etched into each entry I post, but nothing that I cannot fix. But today and yesterday I have hit a wall. My mind is void … More Blogging Walls
“to open just say open” … More Non Fiction: My Life In A Nutshell
So tonight there was a huge problem that arose; a little roach crawled into my kitchen. A fat little roach that scurried around the floor quickly, quietly, to afraid to make a noise. As the little roach zig zagged through the kitchen, it left a trail of dirt like droppings behind it. In the morning … More Life Moves, Brooms Sweep, And I Stomp
The candle flickered, whipped, and fizzled Ending the warm, fulfilling glow Replacing light with dark.
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