To click on the Fiction stories on the left hand side of this site. It will provide some entertainment. Oh and Sick of Surviving is a bit violent. There has been tons of work this past month that hasn’t been posted yet, the reason for that will be revealed within the next couple of weeks….
“What’s that?!”
Oh what the hell, I’ll post something for you guys tonight….
no amount of sleep
in the world will
allow me to recover
from this beating
day after day
it keeps going
day after day
steady
never slowing down
the body aches
eyes dont work right
mind out of focus
the cost
the admission
the fee
dont black out
dont pass out
keep pushing
4:38am
My eyes open and check the time
got to be up in 22 minutes
bull shit
can’t sleep
might as well
try to defy my body
and get moving
5:49am
at a dump in Sun Valley
they call a recycling center
its a fucking dump
and there I am
unloading garbage from a truck
wake the fuck up!
it tells me
my nostrils
my taste buds
my skin
wake the fuck up!
ha!
you can’t tell me shit
I’ve done this many times before
How can you tell me
to wake up
from sleep?
when I can’t ever
get away
from this
reality.
I’m awake.
Today, I’ll write a poem called “Gonna drink enough to drown, on dry solid ground”
A hole burns
inside
like glass shards
pressing in flesh
the head
full of pressure
eyes full of
emptiness
the physical form
knows
and tries
to warn
yeah
something
ain’t
right
again
and
again
we fall
for their tricks
for their falsehoods
again
and
again
these wounds reopen
Sleep deprivation takes a toll
on what, well I dont know
you can feel it though
as it leeches something
unexplainable
from you physically
mentally
It costs something
to stay awake
but it pays in extra hours
guess those hours
should be used
for something
what?
Im still figuring it out
4hrs of sleep
a god damned dog barks
eyes burning like scabs
breath tastes like shit
grey skies from car exhaust
cant seem to go back
to that nice place
in dreams
no yawning
just stretching yet
cant ever get it right
lying in bed
staring at the ceiling
crust still in eyes
no
this aint bad
its how I know
that Im alive
each
and
every
morning
good morning
to you too
