Mind Control

Beware the path of instant dread, That easy stream inside your head. Red herrings swoop and plague your brain, "What could be? Is it me? Conclusions falling cold as rain. . Infant thoughts so soft and small, While waiting longer for a call. Clawing, scratching, desperate plea. "What to do? Not a clue!" Don't follow... Continue Reading →

The Broken Are The Kind

The broken are the kind Who feel the pain in life They try to pull your strife Inside they feel the knife The broken are the wise Who wear a smart disguise They make your spirit rise Inside they shrink in size The broken are the warm Who feel the constant storm They hold you... Continue Reading →

Rooms – Train Freewrite 

We live our lives in separate rooms. When the first racing games were developed, it became evident that the car didn't actually move, it was the track that was moving. Sometimes this is how I feel. As I write this I’m sharing a room with a Vietnamese family. It's probably the only room we'll share... Continue Reading →

Giving Blood

I would slit my wrists to give you meaning. I bleed my unformed thoughts to show you truth. Yet, is it helping anyone, or am I as superficial as the next 'blogger’, posting a premature idea to be an early entry on the daily prompt ? I was contemplating a creative way to communicate the... Continue Reading →

Guest

My guest keeps saying the same thing, but I can’t here it’s voice. It whispers, “Remember.” My uninvited guest is the byproduct my life circumstances that I, clearly, couldn’t handle the way my brain wanted me to.

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