Its deafening. The noise. As i stare at the blank screen i am assaulted, it screams insults at me. Things like “Your not good enough”, “you can’t do this”, “Your writing is an absolute joke”, “Don’t bother trying, your just going to make yourself look worse than you already look”. The insults keep coming, i …
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Gold
Infinite Potential- What a word indeed. Back when the world glistened, the air electrified. Each new day offered infinite possibilities. It was a time of excitement everlasting, wonder. Why does this fade as we age? I hope this glimmer i speak of is once again felt by me, it in turn igniting the most powerful …
Are you there, Hope?
Maybe theres hope. Maybe there is STILL some hope left, even after everything? Maybe i CAN do this. Become a functioning member of society. A functioning member of society who has his daughter. And with hope ,that Daughter knows in her heart that no matter what, her father loves her more than he loves the …
Every Man’s Frankenstein
When a man’s supposed “reason for living” is taken away he morphs into an entirely different creature. Yes, much is lost within himself. But what was lost, was so deep, so intrinsic to his nature that it becomes paramount this void is filled. He has nothing left to fill it with but pain, grief, anxiety. …
Love in the Methadone Line
Lets take a Walk….
My Hope is (a) Mine
Not Much Light….
Fit To Be Unfit 