A Christmas Story.
Tag: Writing
Old Wounds
They say time heals.
Dreamless
My dreams have all gone. They’ve escaped me. No more do I enjoy my slumber. Instead, I find myself wandering through the dark void. Restless. Please let sleep take me. Endless and dark. No dreams here. They’ve all gone.
Lit
Puff Puff Pass
I Don’t Understand
this place. Someone, please, launch me back into space.
Existential Dread Void
I have never wanted anything From anyone I seek no help because nothing will remain Please don’t spare me the pain I am content to stay here In my dread void of suffering For eternity Till my body withers And my spirit is cast out to roam space Leaving nothing but an empty husk In […]
“Andrea is Calling” (Audio)
Ring ring…
A Face Beneath
There’s a face beneath the boards I can’t tell if this is a demon or ghost but it scares me the most. There’s a face beneath the boards i’m terrified but, all I can do is pray to the lord. The smile is haunting and its presence is daunting wherever I go it’s sure to […]
Unibrow Girl
Just an after thought…
Forewarning
No man or god can stop what has already been written…