Nightmares

The bottle sits on the floor between the nightstand and the bed. The price tag, still on the glass, is peeling from too much contact with blindly searching fingers. The tumbler sits on marble from a life long since dead, a sticky ring of soda and whiskey preventing it from slipping along the surface. Permanent … Continue reading Nightmares

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Throw Back: “What Have You Done?”

You let, you let the soft whispers fill your mind with false hope. Do you truly believe that we, we, will ever be gone? I'm always here, always, I will let your blood spill passed broken skin like water through a dam that is too brittle to withstand the force of the pain pressing its … Continue reading Throw Back: “What Have You Done?”