Inescapable.
We are all dying. One. Day. At. A. Time. Remember that. You’re welcome. I’m miserable. And I like to share…
Category: Internal Monologue
Skin
I can’t love anyone. I can’t trust anyone. I’m socially anxious and awkward. I’m reclusive. I haven’t been able to work for over eight months. I have nightmares every other night. Searching fruitlessly behind cold blue irises in my dream state, for signs or the expression of depth. I have panic attacks randomly and in […]
Against Our Will
That mad distemper That strikes both Beggar and King Turning latter into former Over torturous time. Learn to let go Of everything inside. Be done. Being held hostage By the ghost of happiness’ chance Becoming malignant spirit Haunting with nightmares, post-traumatic stress and cognitive dissonance. Can we just skip the ‘getting to know one […]
Darklitude.
I was lonely and miserable With you So, it made eventual sense To be Miserable By myself Sat in the dark, Netflix, my evening companion With a noticeable absense of ‘chill’ But at least I don’t have to cope With your silent disappointment Or disdain any longer Being dragged through cold waters On your stagnating […]
Now I’m just like you…
I’m angry in my bones. Tainted by your stain and perfumed in your stench. I don’t recognize or understand the grizzled grey face that looks at me with brown cowed eyes. You were forever, to me. The one where one of us eventually dies, only I never expected you to die on me… Didn’t I […]
Heart Shaped Abyss.
Was it you that I loved Or just the spongy hot tissue between your legs? Lurking in static charged with hopeless dreams I pinned to your breasts. Behind labia: whispering such beautiful lies, in exchange for another quickening fix. Breathless tendrils of deceit, uncoiling to enfold In abyssal emptiness, fashioned in the shape of […]
Vagabondage.
Across the dark, six winters past, clear cobalt sky found me in her bewitching gaze. Azure spheres simmering aflame, for me. Such fission entwined flesh. Valves of a once beating heart: no longer the brass section of devotion’s orchestra. Something wondrous, rotten from the start until it finally fell apart. One necrotic half – […]
Haemorrhaging You.
I have an idea about me. It’s emergent, from the muscle in chaos you left me to carry. The soul of a poet, with the pathology of an addict. Alcohol and Cuban smoke infuse me, not merely diseases anymore, but requirements. Compelled to bleed ink because I was born to. I didn’t chose words, they […]
Blackwater Ink 