Category: pain

Can the blood that flows within escape as it congeals and clots, hardening the soul and weighing down the spirit until the bones of little children break and death becomes the escape of choice? With the weapon of the tongue, he becomes the master of his craft, using the weapon to pierce and tear at…

Hollow echoes of a forgotten past cascade through the empty chambers of the heart. The sound of the rumble is always felt but never heard. The river of pain and loss steadily flows from within, with nowhere to escape; its pressure ever increases. As the river fills in every crevice and every crack, only a…

We are neither alive nor dead, but caught between the very shifting void of our own life. For life is our air and death is our final nourishment. Why must we fight to survive in a world craving our bitter end? It seems death is the only way to satisfy its craving. Death is what…

I walk through the darkness as the ever-cascading sounds of terror fill the air. Fear creeps ever closer, climbing the ladder of oneself; fear of thought, fear of mind, the loud rumble of a forgotten past, masking the inner sounds that bring peace. As the ground reaches out to tear at the wounds, bringing to…

Within the sounds of the night, between the grey and the black, where fear stands, and love is emptied, into the silence, the voices halt. The dry canyons of the mouthpiece pay the toll for the errors of the heart. Inside, the pauses and the rain of the cries are whispered. So loud the cries…

Lost in the void of sorrow where pain has been the closest companion. Neither friend nor enemy, without title or prominence. A being of my soul since the waves of life breathed me. A silent echo of a lost child screaming for help, who reaches no ears and touches no hearts, whose tears flow, filling…