The whispers weave between the cracks.

Secrets everyone knows but never unpacks.

They linger in the air, passing from soul to soul.

Until they’ve reached us all, in full control.

We all know the secrets, buried deep down.

They’re not just whispers, it’s the word of the town.

We’ve chained ourselves to them, leaving us scarred.

Casting this shell around us and it is quite hard.

But we’ll keep prete...

**_The supposely annonymous secrets we know.

only if they told us,

in their smiles we would trust.

but no,

they keep everything hidden.

are they scared?

we don’t see a face when we look.

We see their past,

their now,

and what they’ll do next.

every secret crawls to the light.

Well yea that’s true.

either by gossip,

or maybe by trust.

But to someone we’re the light.

those well known secrets.

they...

The flowers know how they will die, the moment they come to life.

The trees know they will not live forever, but they know they will leave history behind for eternity.

The stars know nobody will ever really see them for who they were before, they know the light will come back even without them.

The sun knows all the screams of the night, she knows all the pain we pass on to the moonlight, she k...

I’m strong I can handle this

𝙉𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙠 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙙

I can handle the pain

𝙔𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙚𝙣𝙤𝙪𝙜𝙝 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣

Im loyal like a soldier

𝙣𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙙𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣

I want to protect my friends

𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙛 𝙧𝙚𝙟𝙚𝙘�...

For the narrative up coming, just know, I am neither mad nor sound. I hover somewhere in spaces, deeply unfound...

I had never ventured further, than the stages of my own reality. But I changed what mind I had, just a little, when it came to he. Simply stated, the stars shone for him at night. Never minding that darker scale, of what is wrong and never right.

Guilty me, as the night did deepen....

I took my head off

one Sunday.

Prayed for a

rainbow to

make it all okay.

Instead I’m left in

pools of blood, alone.

Where the gun

and wind blew

my mind that day,

I’ll never know...

When the void calls

my name.

It comes from a place

inside this empty

shell and frame...

Voided me,

trapped deep beneath.

The crazy scars of apathy.

I’m strangling words

and chewing time.

Still work...

Your eyes are useless and your souls all bent. Still you drag out your time, trying to figure out where your heart went. While it was broken and moaning, you found yourself in discontent. Finally realizing, the perfect day to die, just doesn’t exist yet…

You spooked your peers when you cut open your wrists. A thousand feet unable to carry you away from their judgmental fists. What a time to lay a...

When time

stopped waiting,

I felt frantic and alone.

Chaos wrapped

my inner voice,

as I fell and

broke my bones.

Oddly I remember

what it is to be haunted.

To be a stranger,

in the stranger times,

of misery unwanted.

Symphonies of meat,

always screaming

in my brain.

It’s no wonder that

I know what it’s like,

to go almost insane...

-HMG...

There’s a stranger in our bed.

She sleeps on the purple sheets you borrowed.

I hope you washed them.

She cuddles the plushie-your birthday gift from me.

There’s an imposter in our house.

He drinks out of your coffee cup from Grand Teton.

He takes it wrong.

There’s too much sugar and not enough cream.

There’s a stranger in your family photos.

She has a toddler with your eyes.

You call her ...

He rattles my soul, through out the shrill nights. Chewing, chomping; his memory gnawing me down to size...

I’ll create or I’ll destroy; it can’t matter much anymore. I’ll scream away the vengeance I need; if it means I even the score. I swallow drugs and whiskey, with the contempt in my heart. Sweet midnight dreams of me to thee; as I rip your throat apart. Oh, how the skies sing in a brand new ...