The Mind Wanders
The Inner Workings - a Writer's Blog
An Attempt to End It All (Original Date: May 2008)
Here he goes again Speaking of his end He won't go through with it We all said that shit Then with the sound of bang That through town...
Pain and Hypocrisy (Original Date: September 2008)
You ask it of me And I delivered I ask it of you in return And I still wait the arrival So go ahead play your game I will be the one left...
Inside Surprise (Original Date: November 2008)
Waste it Pent it up inside Break into the mind Hold me down Take me Deep inside It breeds and cries Pain and torment Beats me and dies...
The Sickness You Hide (Original Date: December 2009)
So many days passed by Too often made to want to cry And every time I look into the past I keep seeing the clues that harassed So many...
No Regrets (Original Date: December 2009)
Respect my World You cannot unlock my doors Rest now while you can For soon the toll will strike And the funeral pyre will light You wake...
Reflection on Progress (Original Date: December 2009)
When in doubt one will regress. To what extent determines the maturity of the person. But what if it is over something they cannot...
Passion (Original Date: December 2009)
What exactly is passion? Is it raw emotion? Is it every strand of your body opening up and showing its emotions? Is the pain one feels...
Change - (Original Date: March 2010)
I used to be sensitive, creative, eccentric, shy to the point of being scared. I was once afraid of being hurt. I used to be smart. Now...
Fear (In Me)
There used to be this man in me One who understood honesty One loved oh so deeply Now that I am left with is hate Am I forever sealed to...
Am I Alive?
I don’t know how anyone could believe that they might be the hero in their own story. For as long as I can remember, I have been...
Traumatic Brain Injury (TBI)
Broken. Did they ever really understand what that meant? I have never felt the warmth I gave. Cast off as soon as I am sucked dry. ...
Turn Down
The soul, it stretches thin as the body count rises. What is left of you when vengeance is sated? And yet, the corpses pave the road...
Broken
Broken, that one word summed the sight before him. Prone and lying in a sea of her own coagulated blood, there was no chance that life...
The Beginning of the End
I began writing to let out my creativity at an early age. Then it became a tool to let out feelings that I didn't know I had or that I...