Breathing in, exhale. waiting for the pain to stop. The line to break. The drugs to kick in. Then crashing down, like a waterfall. Never a more instant rush, the intravenous, in exchange for the oral. Only to assuage the pain that's really there; a temporary system.   Learning how to self medicate at a … Continue reading Antihistamine

Love – Dead – High

So much for us, this has been a wondrous torture. Too much for us maybe it always was, but we never quit, never stopped delving deeper, unfettered, into the endless story.   Counted on me to be the one who makes us sorry. Apologise again, but it's too late now. We just keep on going … Continue reading Love – Dead – High


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