When I Hate Myself
When I Hate Myself the urge to cut even 15 years later, anxiously persists. desperate in those moments: I sob and moan. I plead with God. for oh – how sometimes I wish that with…Continue Reading
Just another silly author who publishes deeply personal literature regarding mental health and the human condition
When I Hate Myself the urge to cut even 15 years later, anxiously persists. desperate in those moments: I sob and moan. I plead with God. for oh – how sometimes I wish that with…Continue Reading
Caveman Contemplations though sick – I am true, brave & proud to admit that my gruesome hideously invasive & cave dwelling id … now only sometimes gouges me, soullessly, like ripping me from under astonished…Continue Reading
An Inner Monologue I leapt with nothing or was it something? into the arms of the man who appraises my worth and guides me through this age-old curse; forever enthralled by the sound of love songs.…Continue Reading
Mostly Mr. Hyde I am so prone to despair that when I heard the news of my acquaintance’s death all I could do was fantasize and indulge in the ecstasy of the horror and the…Continue Reading
A Love Untrue living in lust before an orgy of violence, sex and drugs: the heroin(e) addict … the one who claims: we’re “one and the same.” adhering to the standard: contemplating death as she…Continue Reading
Since establishing this site and posting on HubPages, I’ve published much material relating to the people I’ve dated. However, I don’t want to be someone who is constantly writing about his exes. I don’t want…Continue Reading
Regression I criticized my best friend for nothing of significance and questioned his intentions for there is but one who knows of any comrade’s true intentions. arms outstretched and mind shut tightly, I have been…Continue Reading
Reminiscence amidst the chaos and among the debris of fragmented perception: I wander, I sweep unseen through serene, sunlit meadows where you lie in tranquility beneath earth’s tree; oh, the anguish! the ardor that bursts…Continue Reading
Compassion as Our Guide is my first published short story. It was written during my freshman year of college but has gradually been altered over the past twelve years. It was once bleak and depressing.…Continue Reading
Transformed and Vulnerable life doesn’t wait (so participate). apologize, compromise; ostracized & unwise: struggle through those despondent days. life couldn’t wait for me to lose weight to drop the ice cream for snapshots w/ Morrissey,…Continue Reading