Category: Misc Writings

There’s something in the air on Sunday mornings… Everyone is like laidback luke… The sunny ass morning lacks the stressed out feeling of a weekday… and the day goes by as slow as it does for someone stoned to the bone…

For a second in the early morning Between sips of coffee and cigarette smoke, Flashbacks that used to burn my eyes grow dimmer, and dimmer I feel the boredom, Turning my coffee into a gray tap Turning my cigarette into a bundle of wire Dancing in my mouth with each drag. Making random bruises and…

i cant get my head right it once adorned tight curls with a crooked lil part now it only appears as a bolt of light that burns brightly across my heart hypnotized it holds my focus & keeps my eyes glazed over in a hopeless glossy gaze crystallized carat sized diamonds cut deep, racing down…

“In the beginning all was darkness.Desperado was there not and neither was there Hotel California. He who would sing that was called Glenn did journey hence from his home in the city of automobiles that was called Detroit to seek fortune as a minstrel. The master of the band wherein Glenn did play and sing…

How much is a man worth? What is the price that you can put on the time that he spends, the work that he accomplishes? How do you put a value on time? Something that is infinite in supply, but finite in our ability to use it; how much is it worth? How many minutes…

Now unleashed Like the flames of hate My sacrifice is made Every note And every word you hear Comes from deep within An angry soul That twists and turns inside Pondering this life

you think it’s fucking easy? taking it all with a smile and a nod an aire of condescension ignored so that i may serve you, my king? do you think it is easy to be me when all i do is grovel for your love and affection to no avail? my life is meaningless because you…

Lucid tranquilities, precipitate to drenched me in red rains of raging despair, pelting my resolve until nothing is there. I taste the salty metal seeping from my lips as I hold back the screams of fury rumbling within my throat. I stare emotionless… no sentience in my countenance but the anger fueling the fire of…

There was a time I believe I gave a shit, about myself and those surrounding me but in the end, they are nothing short of energy vampires tearing at my mind, eating my soul, feasting upon my emotions, and i for one don’t want to play this game anymore no sir, not me; but where…

  Unquestionably, I am angry. Yeah, I heard, and I knew. You were addicted. So you had a problem you couldn’t kick. You had issues no one could understand. So, you “fixed” every thing with IT. Everybody knew but YOU say they didn’t care.Well, fuck you. I did care. I loved you. I wanted every…