depression (Remove filter)
Again
Wake up,
Do the bathroom thing,
Do the breakfast thing,
Do the bathroom thing again,
Do the commute thing,
Do the work thing,
Do the commute thing again,
Do the dinner thing, the family thing, the needful thing,
The friend thing, the hobby thing, the health thing,
Do the evening bathroom thing,
Do the self-education thing,
Do the good-night thin...
Wednesday 16th September 2020 11:35 am
How It Ends
This is the way the world ends,
This is the way the world ends,
This is the way the world ends,
Not with a bang, but a #hashtag.
Tuesday 15th September 2020 11:05 am
Love Lost
As I love,
So I wish to be loved,
As I care,
So I wish to be cared for,
As I tolerate,
So I wish to be tolerated,
I could go on.........
But all these are simply words,
Words with elusive meangs,
And vague interpretations,
And no meaning at all to those who choose not to listen,
To write about love means nothing,
To talk about love means nothing,
Love is an action, a reaction,
...
Thursday 3rd September 2020 12:23 pm
The Sex
She walked into this world,
Smiled, and parted her thighs,
Loving passion of death,
Burning the flesh to cinders,
Come to me,
Desire has weakened my spirit,
Her words have broken me,
Echos carry deep, dripping with the sex,
Be with me,
Pain and love are one,
The blood-soaked arousal of an evil servant,
The consumate act, the ultimate submission,
Fuck me,
And in the end it ...
Saturday 22nd August 2020 6:51 pm
Incessant Ramblings of a a Crazy Man
Temptation looms endlessly,
Dwarfing my little mind,
Making no sense of my sordid little ways,
Consumed by all,
For is it just a passing breeze,
Or the rock that has me be,
Is there life in what I am today,
Or what I am yet to be,
The heart does not know,
Oh, how very little it knows,
Of that which it gives the body and mind to,
The torment of the flesh is but a whimper,
To t...
Tuesday 4th August 2020 12:43 pm
The Bastard
And so the bastard sings........
His cruel deformities an abomination to those who set our standards,
It is a vicious, stinging blade that cuts him down in the street,
And the vermin watch, their cocks in their hands,
As the bastard falls, crying,
The gushing blood flows into the lifeless streets,
Glowing rivers of virility,
Washed into the gutter,
I took her hand, to take her away...
Sunday 2nd August 2020 9:50 pm
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