As i walk to the bean, i notice two ducks. within the river, beside the path that id travel, two and back to cafe beans. It was a cold december day, the breeze running through my hair, chilling my body temprature once again… those ducks left my sight, so i continued onwards to the bean.… Continue reading Friendship?
i drink the beer. it remains awful, highly addictive… but the toxicity, and nastiness…. remains a guilty pressure… i grow closer to the deadly substance… as it rips apart the seams of my life… every thread i lose is shortening my time with my loved ones, my girl, the cat… they’re all counting on me… Continue reading Numb
I’m tired of our back-and-forth signs, love. our mysterious, yet concrete, deceptive love. id love to understand the mysteries you hold within, yours flaws, your mistakes, your vulnerable times. they’re important to me, I’ve learned to care about the whole picture of character. the soft details like you’ve showed me, are some of your most… Continue reading The girl
im frowning, my eyes are blood shot and tired, my posture is upright and confident. little confidence within, little hope, little left… they push me further and further to my demise. do they care? not so. it might seem as if they do, but they’ve tortured me for little. the toture still remains, when i… Continue reading Bloodshot.
the beer hits the table with a thump, i descend deeper and deeper into a fog of forgetfulness. my memories hurt less. memories that once controlled and belittled me are dispersing with every sip. bliss. they’re gone now, but by the morning the euphoria will leave my mind, and the memories will reappear with solid… Continue reading emptiness.