Split Lips

I'm screaming through split lips, blood running down my face.   Thank you anyway - I've done it all to myself. Can't blame this pain on anyone else. So far removed this view is blinding, shows just how far inside I've been hiding.   This bliss is so insidious, a fine line crossed - not … Continue reading Split Lips


Hokus   Corrosion of the will, stupefied with drugs and danger. A trick played on your sanity, baited to the point of murder. So much for lust, the love untouched. We live undead, no hope or trust. A broken back, the seething black, we suffer no other; devouring the living mass.   Hated yet we … Continue reading Hokus