This strange feeling insideIt's so hard to explainTurmoil and tormentMaking my head spinDespite my compassion and honestyTrying hard to make others feel good about themselvesI often retreat to my lonely pathetic world I live inWith a sense of shame and tears swelling from my eyesViolently wanting to throw upTo escape this sense of lonelinessSeeking comfort and friendship from othersYet bringing pain and hurt upon those I...
I turned around and looked up just as an arrow seared the air next to my face. I scanned the mountain side, looking for the projectile's owner. But in the dense woods, it was difficult to see. My heart began beating rapidly within my chest as the fear I would soon be killed slowly sank in. There was nowhere left to run, and nowhere left to hide. I turned and started half-running, half-sliding my way down the pine needle c...
When the words cut off, my lips quiver with the thought of what else, I can say. As I pour my heart out all over this blank screen, I can't help but wonder what purpose I have for doing this. I don't even know what feelings I stir up with these words, these thoughts, these emotions. Just a knotted mess within this empty head, I follow one string, but it is stuck in a loop. I want to tell stories and not just some any old...
I need to create something, anything Before my thoughts consume me whole. I need to do something, anything Before I am swept away by the storm. Just something, anything before I go insane, Before I lose to the chaos inside my brain.
Somewhere I was on a derelict beach. Somewhere I was in a padded cell. I woke up on a small piece of black earth between a sea and a cliff. No sign of life. The suspicion that it was all a dream struck me when I saw a colony of statues in the distance. I stepped into the water and fell backwards once I was deep enough. Didn’t hold my breath. I breathed in and swallowed the salty grey ocean and went into a deep panic as it...
Boredom has suppressed me far too long, it is now time to engulf this unpleasant feeling and channel it into a sort of amusing act. A 17 year old girl named Trixie. Brunette, a people-pleaser type of girl. She just got out of a relationship with her boyfriend, both having spent majority of their time together for half a year. Only a few weeks passed since the separation, but on Trixie's side, those dreaded few weeks dragg...
Allowing myself to misplace reality's grip.Dwelling yet again in the past, feeling dismay.Into the bottomless depths of darkness I slip.Why could life not have been a different way? Trying to regain clarity, not where I want to be.Descending to the abyss, luminosity fading fast.Not fearing the dark, but the demons awaiting me. Been here many times, heart stressed, mind aghast. Plummeting downward, chilled through the bone...
Necrosing tissue eats away at him. He suffers the pain, the torture, the terror. All in a bid to protect his loved ones. His body be used up, and his mind is worsening. Soon, he will feel nothing. Not even hope. And yet he continues in his vain bid: for nothing can take his spirit. They have his body, his life, but he will never, truly, succumb, never yield. But it is to the afterlife, he must go. As much as it pains him,...
Inspired by a character created on an RPG (Role-Playing Game) site called 'Dysfunctional'. I have no idea if it is still running. Let me know what you think.------------------Who was it that said that right and wrong were just a matter of opinions? Or that there was little more than a fine line between insanity and sanity? Well, whoever they were, they never considered the notion that insanity comes in many forms. There i...
As I sit at the foot of the stairs I look into my last bottle, empty. Now useless, I throw it at my feet and hear the loud noise it makes when on connection with the others. I have relapsed, fallen victim to the bottle once again. I called you after finishing the third bottle and you knew once you heard my voice what was happening. You just hung up, leaving me to the mess I had become. I just downed more of my evil toxins...
