Lessons In Life #28
Sometimes I’ll be sitting on the toilet
and I’ll reach for some toilet paper so I can wipe my butt,
and I’ll discover I’m all out.
…So I Don’t
Lessons In Life #17
Sometimes, when I’m tired, I’m tempted to go to sleep.
But then I stop to consider that I may never wake.
…So I don’t.
Where There’s Smoke, There’s Sirens
After months of solitude,
A lonely life on this cursed island.
I find myself giving up, starving,
On the brink of death.
Upon my final breath,
A figure rose from the sands.
She returned to me my fading life.
Comfort and Discomfort
I stumbled across an ancient tomb,
With a carcass, a womb.
The remains of sadness and scorn.
I broke into tears,
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He smiled, and caressed the nape of my neck
Such a somber moment will not last
Such a shame, such a waste
I cannot stay here, not where I shouldn’t be
Forces unseen rack my mind, rip my soul and seize my breath
And tear them from my body
’till they vanish into thin air
The count down has begun
The clock strikes 12!
time stands still
All goes quiet
I am his kill.
