God. Is there even a god? So many people. Believe in this. So called man. Woman. Being. Spirit. Body. Life. But is he really real? Why do people believe in him? When they pray. Aren't they just talking to themselves? And the air. Aren't they just making it all up. Isn't god just an allusion? To those who are weak. Enough to see this. And believe it ( Read more... )

Quite a bit of pills taken... Small and round, and easy to swallow ( Read more... )

I lie inside myself for hours. On end. And I find nothing. Nothing worth saving. All that is there. Is a haze. Mist. Something clouded over. Unseen things. And thoughts. That were locked up. Long ago. Perhaps. They were never meant. To be seen. Perhaps. That they were just. Suppose to lay. Dormant. For eternity. Who knows ( Read more... )

Wanting to write. But nothing comes out. Sitting here. In this wooden chair. With the keyboard ready. And fingertips. Pressed. Lightly on the keys. Waiting. To type. Something so easy. Taken to hard. Wanting to write. But nothing comes out. No words. No thoughts. Nothing. Nothing but babble. Minds a clutter. Trying to organize. Everything. Life. ( Read more... )

Did you know; that if you swallow. Too much blood. You automatically throw it up ( Read more... )

Joy. Happiness. Laughter. Delight. What's happening? Sadness. Depression. Crying. Rage. Dejection. Tears. Fears. Dread... I'm a mess ( Read more... )

Heh. Oh my dad... What a swell guy. Well step-dad. But it don't matter because I never knew my real dad so ya... That made no sense ( Read more... )

Dear Dad,Pull the trigger ( Read more... )

Have you ever. Cried yourself to sleep? Yes you say. Well have about two days. Or three... Or how about a whole week? Still yes. How about years and years. Of laying awake at night. Crying yourself to sleep ( Read more... )

I don't understand. How people can live there life. And call it normal... Do they even know. What normal is ( Read more... )