With my hands I feed

while I Murder with my thoughts

Such duality...

If you are reading this

I hope that you are kind

The worlds dispositions maintain a balance

And someone must offset mine...

I think I loved you

In my way

I shuddered at your beauty

When you bared your soul

Drunk

Happy

Sad

Lovely

I did not flinch

But clamored to you

Your company as sweet

As the cigar smoke on our tongues

Strange that even if I could

Even as I know how we would fit

I would never kiss you

My home and heart is full

But the love isn...

I hate working nights.

There’s so much that’s inconvenient about it. The sleep schedule shift, the fact that nothing is open should you like to buy something, and there is this odd sort of unreality in the atmosphere. It’s a feeling of isolation. I work for a telecom company that handles emergency repairs and things break at all hours of the day so it’s not uncommon that I may have to work night...

Even after all these times

It doesn’t change

The quick starts

The sudden stops

Of my heart

A sea of bodies

Bright with vitality

Call to me

Voices crashing against the breaking stage

The only thing to do

Is step into the light

And let it take me...

Is that the happier me?

The one who hangs from a tree,

The one who is free

free

free

free

Maybe...

It ran from just below her hand up to the tip of her littlest finger. The jagged line pigmentless, throwing into sharp relief the warm coloring of her skin.

The defensive wound never failed to fill her stomach with the ghost of her primal fear but she supposed she should count herself lucky. To this day she couldn’t imagine why the man had attacked. The police had said the drug induced mania had...

Through the cancerous medicine of isolation

The deep waves, they roll and roll

A supposed boon to our nation

Men’s hearts pay a mighty toll

Sleep unattainable so it seems

The red eyes, the tired mind

Somewhere between these waking dreams

Endlessly running, always behind

When a person is surrounded by steel

It is in sharp relief how fragile they are

Crushed and chewed by the machines wheel

We kn...

The kingdoms of Carfington and Aliena had been at war as long as anyone in either place could remember. However, when the King of Carfington’s conclave of mages discovered a magical weapon known as The Occidis, the scope of the fighting had changed forever.

The Occidis, to most, had been mere myth. It was rumored to have the power to detonate a sweeping blast of pure magical energy that would ri...

As I pace the room and rack my brain, I feel the gears turning and outputting nothing but the dark smoke of frustration. I’ve been at this for hours and I am no closer to a conclusion.

I’ve tried all my old tricks. I’ve gone for a walk: nothing.

I’ve listened to music: nada.

I’ve even, in my desperation, resorted to the classic Google search, “How to overcome writers block” tried several of the ...