Sitting here thinking, another week gone.

Another small increment moved from the fire.

It feels like it does when you’re just waking up,

half grasping consciousness, half in the mire.

When you’re not quite sure if it’s real or a dream,

the one where no matter your efforts you fail.

In total frustration you claw just to move,

and in the struggle, you miss the details

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It’s colder now and seems somehow

more empty than before.

I wish I’d known the future then,

and what it held in store.

No longer is there will of heart

to venture form these walls,

and so I sit alone inside…

when the darkness falls.

Each stone hand crafted for the cause

to block away the pain.

The mortar mixed to guarantee

no feeling will remain.

A mist ens...

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Sat through another non-eventful free fall through the ceiling

while trying hard to feel something despite the way I'm feeling.

Trying hard to find my way back to the time of when

I didn't have to sit in this damn chair time and again.

For every day now seems a bit more like the day before.

Just like a cross between a treadmill and revolving door,

where weeks and m...

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It’s finally the day to come,

blood mixing in.

Flows like a river

through oceans of sin.

Long past the point

where the numbness was new.

Long past believing

that anything’s true.

Steel against flint,

only flash in this night.

Desperate to see

but it only ignites,

the gasoline soaked

twisted rags in my soul.

No way to stop it

and nowhere t...

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The days don’t seem to give a damn,

they march in step of time.

They stare ahead with eyes of steel

while never breaking line.

They torture me with disregard,

they tread upon my soul.

They seem so unaware I’m here,

they simply come and go.

I once believed the day would come,

I hoped that it would give

the thing that I was searching for -

a reason I should...

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