nameless poem
I've stretched to far I've reached my end It's so hard to keep a friend. I'm a loser a man with no hope I hang life less my neck in a rope Fuck this world, it's just Hell I love you all and wish you well
I Sleep
Sadness overcomes me, My lover has left me to wallow in my woes of sorrow. Now I have no reason to survive, No reason to go on. To the lake I will go, Into the peace and quite. Nobody will miss me, Not after I'm gone Not ever again. Into the...
thoughts in the shower
sitting alone in a dark bathroom tub lay lit by the flame of one candle would be the time alone quite no one here to stop no one here to need me no one her to miss me sitting alone in a dark bathroom tub think lit by the flame of one candle...
Goodbye, Farewell.
**"GoodBye Farewell"** This life I've lived is wasted. It's time I've thought this thing again. You. You were one that caused this. It's time I pulled the trigger now. Set it to trigger happy. It's done in front of you, I smile. Goodbye....
Quietly and slow
#2 of rhyming and other stuff remember: suicide is not the answer, it is a permanent solution to a temporary problem, there are people that love you. in memory of an uncle of mine.
Issues of a 16 year old boy
Today, another school day, another day to live in sadness. The only upside? My Nikon camera came in the mail. I'm happy about it, but there isn't much but dirt around here. I guess I must improvise. Today didn't provide much drama or happiness. I said...
Black, finished kinda
I walked down the dim dark fog ridden street as if I were in the streets of London during the 1440's where Jack the Ripper ravaged poor women. I started running and running just not stopping. The faster I ran the more I feared what was behind me,...
Poem: The End of a Lonely Night
The lights outside flicker in the darkness As they often do in these scenes. The Setting: A rundown cheap Motel In a twelve-by-twelve room, Empty even with me in it. The Time: Dark enough To see the City from these outskirts And...
My Last Decision
Will I kill the gods? Or will I tread on? Will I be free Will I be myself In a snowstorm? Or will the breath go on Will I be me Or I will I have been me? Yes or No?
Crafting (Otherwise Untitled)
As the kobold's fingers rocked the noose back and forth her thoughts meandered through the absence of any remaining reasons for delay.
Pity of an Angel 4
Disclaimer- this section of this story is moderately ok, but I still won't be held accountable for your decision to read this or for any psychological damage this or any of my stories cause. All characters are copyrighted; you can use them, but please...
Pity of an Angel 2
And all for attempted suicide. wonder why you weren't sent to an asylum." she said, lifting up a few pages. "guess i'm just unlucky." he smirked.