09.23.18 – “Hold the Line” – Hokus Grey “You don’t know what you don’t know.” Isn’t that a fact. Human beings are like crazy seeds. Our potential is a complete mystery until we get planted in the right soil. Get us some water, a little sunlight, and who the fuck knows what’s going to spring … Continue reading ReBlog Wednesday – “09.23.18 – Hold the Line”
Tag: addiction
Lost Men
I wanted to be happy for you. You had so much to celebrate. It was cold and the winter wind had blown the sky away. I was young; not to make excuses, but it just didn't occur that this would change you. We had spent all our summers high and getting higher and now, … Continue reading Lost Men
Bitter Dark Snow Globe
I know I crossed that line, blazed with it, inhaled it; like a rough morning, sunrises slow and greasy over the wrong side of town. Never knew a day like any other. Never imagined anything could be better than that sharp hydrochloride bite and the rush up swim down, fuck it all … Continue reading Bitter Dark Snow Globe
Killing Our Dead
Blessed are the Peacemakers; awash in the blood of innocence, their own culpability coppery red upon their lips. Never wage a war in a vacuum. There is a simple rule obeyed by all combatants. Surrender, only to your baser urges. I have never killed a man. I have never desired it so. There was … Continue reading Killing Our Dead
Subcutaneous Love Affair
Deny me. Deny my everything. It's what you need to live, what you believe will give you what you need; an opportunity to breathe, but you're drowning in the deep. Look away from me. Two steps away and you'll agree; the grass is greener. You're a big believer. Now, another two or three and … Continue reading Subcutaneous Love Affair
Café Rédemption
There were never many times where I got it right; just a few short moments and the words always seem to fail on my tongue, or on my fingertips. Today, I sit in a squalid, messy café, crumbling sugar into my tea and sweating out another prayer to a silent and irreconcilable God. … Continue reading Café Rédemption
Dopamine
Suffer, but never recover. The things we are after are meaningless. All we receive is more trouble, I’ve seen it double. You’re bleeding out and I’m digging under. Spend all your time, your money, your effort, your soul thinking that you’re in control. I can give you everything, just a chemical reaction in your … Continue reading Dopamine
Memory of a Party Girl
The same things that dragged her under, tempted her back up again. Though tortured by their skilled caresses, her face split from ear to ear. Prettiness cracked in two; wide smile lips, red blood make-up, concealing jagged teeth, made brutal for the love that lingered. She said his fists loved her; that his heart … Continue reading Memory of a Party Girl
A Smile on A Good Day
We never really go full circle. We never really come around. The past is what it was, we can't be what we were; all it ever does is make us hurt. You said you saw me on the street; it had been a long time since you'd said my name. It must have been … Continue reading A Smile on A Good Day
Daily Word Jumble
King of the long draw, the explanation gone. Self denier, a clinical neglect. Shake them old bones, see what the future brings. Never give up, always give in to the medicine. Hang on for now, the weather's gonna change, far reaching and long gone, the interface. An addict is an addict, no … Continue reading Daily Word Jumble
Autumn’s Promise
You were telling me of Autumn, but the words stumbled from your lips, like drunken beggars, seeking a gutter in which to lay. Sweet dreams, of a new year and another chance. Funny, how we've been out of school for so many years and September still feels like the beginning of something, but it is … Continue reading Autumn’s Promise
Disposable Syringe
You can feel it crawl across your skin, anticipating the stimulation, shivering with trepidation until it pierces through you. Disguised as spiritual release, it's really nailing you down, you let it hammer itself through that precious part of you and stake you to the ground. It's just a temporary twitch, it's going to … Continue reading Disposable Syringe
Beg The Raven
The songs I sung when I was young mean nothing to me now. They gave the day a great escape, I’ve gone and locked it out. I’ve passed on that old one that held emotions down. The greatest trick I ever pulled, was making you believe that I would need another way to go. … Continue reading Beg The Raven
Nurture Not The Hurt
After every disaster there is a moment where we get to choose to put it all back together the way we were, the way it was, or making something new. We see so much of the same old, same old shit. Why would we want to rebuild what led to it? Why not make … Continue reading Nurture Not The Hurt
The Less and The Numb
You drew me inside with the promise of danger, all that I find is the less and the numb. The loss of sensation has deadened the touch, the thrill is all gone you promised too much and couldn’t deliver. You said you would bring me the sun, but you fell short of Venus. So … Continue reading The Less and The Numb
“The Malcontent” Collection – Concluded
Well folks, I think that wraps up "The Malcontent" collection. Spoiler Alert! - I survived! As you can see, if you have followed to the final piece, it was a return to faith in the spiritual that led me out of the dark place that I was in. This is of course, very common … Continue reading “The Malcontent” Collection – Concluded
Redundant Life
Dropped out - Ground down So proud - Now loud unbound. I've come - Gone long - Singles suffer. Now one from none and no other. Building bridges just to burn, afraid you'll have to wait your turn, because it takes time to fuck it up right. Holy and heathen - feeding the … Continue reading Redundant Life
Bastards
No cover, no bigger rush. No other, so much for this shit. There lies the favor, love her or hate her, here is your saviour; shrouded in malcontents. Sit and wonder how I stand, what I've done with my own hands. Draw out this distorted love, where is the one that I dream of? … Continue reading Bastards
Been Through Hell
Bracing myself for the impact, amazed at the walls as they go rushing past, elated - euphoric - when I don't crash; like I've done so many times before. I won't be restrained - remain in place, a grin spreads across my face. Through Hell I come home, a battle won - the war … Continue reading Been Through Hell
Been Through
No waste - Just taste Denied every other pleasure. A long time gone, facing torment beyond measure. Left reassured that it's all over, abandoned past that haunts forever. Standing on top of a pain felt so long, so many months into years, I've been wrong. First to admit that I faced down some shit, … Continue reading Been Through