“I’m going to wait for you, but you’re not coming back all that makes me sad, is all you never had You needed me, and I stuck around.” … and then the music hit me, and it hit me hard and it took less than that hit to wake me up, but […]
Read more "RBRTH"I’m crumbling in this photographic illusion of my death bed, left with the compendium of that bullet in my head, I see red, I feel dead, I regret it all, I mean good, like you would, but I’m not sorry at all. I’m all astray, no ashtray needed, I was born dazed I’ve grown up […]
Read more "No."Meagre Soul of the Unwanted Ghoul, He now sits and Thinks of his Sins, All of the Fun, all the Exploits, He doesn’t have Problems to Battle and Win, No thing as Karma, none of Revenge, This Creature is Violent, he Trusts not his Friends
Read more "Unwanted Ghoul"He dashed down the hill, panting and choking, as he heard his name called out loud, “Vincent Stride!”. He turned to look, but saw nobody; “I’m much too close for you to escape me”, hissed the voice, Stride continued running. “Just the kind of trouble I’d want today”, he grunted; “Vincent Stride!”, the mysterious voice […]
Read more "Vincent Stride | One"Oduz broke into a peacefully raging trance, as he eloquently fell off his throne. His eyes belched the remains of his ego, and he could no longer see things the same. He had collapsed upon the tender mother soil, and his mind, once corrosive, was now clear. He abruptly pulled the shard of mirroring glass, […]
Read more "Oduz Dies"So, I’ve made a new blog page, called FacelessPaper, where I will basically be putting up Self-Made Downloadable Wallpapers of Characters, from different TV Shows and Movies. I’m Starting with the First Series of Skins UK. Hope you like them. Enjoy.
Read more "FacelessPaper"I am currently a mortified wreck. I’m stranded in the middle of an emotionless island surrounded by a sea of feelings, and huge waves of uncontrollable hormones. The shallower waters are safe to swim around in, but after a while it gets boring. Ever so often I build a raft from the timber of the […]
Read more "Voids in Rafts"The end of the seizure beating surgical procedure, And now he is expected to catch up with all the fever; His heart was his art, His teachers deemed him smart, But his feelings to the end of the procedure were strong. Color Flashing, stops making a difference, No more crazy dancing like a freak, No […]
Read more "No Flashing Colors"The voice of the harsh, intellectual behavior of The Lord is loud, but the ignorant sounds of yapping and rapping promptly affect, harsher still, and deeper still, through the jaws of “long lost” abundant buffoons of society, making the words of the first intelligible, washed out, and intangible. One idea, cropped into so many words, […]
Read more "God"Sing me the song , you once sang me so passionately ; Sing it to me as I fall to your feet , with my last breaths escaping so gleefully ; Sing it to me as I fall to demise , right after my skillful final fleet ; I shall see you on the other side […]
Read more "Last Bow."“Gasp. I’m up now.”, “Good God. What time is it?”, “Oh Gosh. My back hurts!”, my first thoughts. I got off the carpet and in a sloth-like motion, crawled into the restroom. I then got sick in the toilet bowl. That’s half a bucket of chicken wings, half a bottle of mountain dew, and at least two cups […]
Read more "Round"Read more "Inhumane"Inhumane human beings protect the very thing they constantly run from. Themselves.
Who are you anyhow? Why have you come here? You catastrophize my schedule, and your monotonous, emotionless voice… it takes away the beauty of your words. Words I could listen to all day, mind you, yet you spoil me. No matter voice, the words make me love you, such a gift you have given me. All […]
Read more "You"Stalking, Chasing, Reciprocating, Fighting calamities, Don’t stop hating Choking, Dying, Suffocating, Life is so disposable, My body is host for ideas, Don’t earn distractions on the way up, Have art for blood? Is it leaking?
Read more "Cold Turkey"It’s difficult, I realize, to express empty pain in words, So when it comes to poetry, you feel at your damned worst It’s difficult to fit stories inside just a few verse, Poetry is like a god damn woman’s purse! It can be vast as the universe, but only from the inside, The Tardis if […]
Read more "Poetry, Purses, and the Tardis"
The Hedonistic Maniac 