Hallelujah
It is a sad day when the words won't come; As my mind cries and my hands weep with sorrow, I sit in an empty husk. Burned at both ends. Abdication of the senses has […]
Draining Melatonin
Here the air smells heavy Thick with the scent of regret. It pervades from without. Sullen glances form thoughtless faces… I see ghosts rise and smile, Grinning skeletons dancing out of time… twisting vision around […]
Help Me Help Myself
There's something here I can contend that I've broken down and I cannot mend. I'm hurting and no one cares. I can't see this through. Why must a painful proposition Be what I choose? My […]
A Mind’s Journey
I walk clothed in the supple blanket of the night, tasting the heavy, moist air. Pinpoints of candle light deign to grace the horizon, while soft shadows dance at the edges of my vision. Oh […]
Pasch, Brice
Born in 1984. Raised by his grandparents. Diagnosed bi-polar with psychotic tendencies in 2000, his writing reflects the torment of aggressive moodswings, combined with an extreme love of the outdoors and a never ceasing internal […]
Stark Contrast
Walk through to the end, as I've awakened Death again. Silently, I try to start, only to be ripped apart. Slowly, I regain control, only to see my soul is Black is the sensual […]
Living Really Freaks Me Out
Eternity captured in a bottle, And I am such a bore. Why am I excavating for answers That I will never adore? And what if the question Wasn't asked to me? How much better […]