The morning sunlight peeked through the curtains, gently rousing me from my slumber. As I stretched and yawned, my senses were immediately assaulted by the persistent buzzing sound coming from Jess's phone. Curiosity piqued, I turned to her, concern etching my face. "What's going on, Jess? You seem a little concerned," I asked, my brow furrowing with genuine worry. She sighed, her eyes reflecting a mixture of excitement a...

I first became aware of them when I was eighteen years old. The voices in my head began to clamor for control of me and it scared me. Metaphorically speaking, they carried pitchforks. They wanted to kill me or run me out of town. My voices had faces. Angry faces. Shouting faces. They had noses, eyes, and hair. Some had shaking fists directed at me. Others simply pressed forward invading my personal space, crowding me. Lit...

They sidestepped down the aisle of row C. She began to think of space invaders and the two-tone beat of the music. She smiled as she caught the sound of Christmas music, and a loop of chattering people, a party maybe? Laying down the frame for the play?They settled into their seats, three rows back. One of her two sons hung his coat on the back of the chair in front of him. She asked him if this was a good idea? What if s...

Staring out into the falling sun I was reminded of the colors that it used to hold. Such reds, yellows, and smears of the infinite shades that lie between. I often imagine them at all times of the day, not just at this one, when the sun lowers itself somewhere it can hide for the night. I only wish that I could do the same. The nighttime is when the Mysteries come out. I think that they do. We are always told to never loo...

In my heart I know that in reality, I am in control. But in my mind of fantasy, I feel compelling forces. Tugging with such might, I begin to tail spin, lost. Unable to bring myself back to centre, held in limbo. Fighting equilibrium, giving in, because of dizziness. Voices within my head, compounding my quandary. Barks of do this, no, do that, where do they come from? Delirium causing me to further question my sanity. He...

Chapter 29 The Night of Decisions I don’t believe him. I don’t want to believe him. There is no figure in the mist. I received another explanation. But before I can think about it, the flyer enters my mind and tells me of the alarming wind speed. It’s dashboard gets hot under the palm of my hand. “Let’s go” Says Asmadis. We lift off and we’re immediately picked up by a gust of wind that nearly slams us into one of the hil...

Many things in life I have seen and done.Makes me wonder, am I the devil's son? Though I really do not want to be.Times he seems to have hold of me. Does Satan play tricks with my mind?Causing me to sometimes be unkind. When in reality, all I strive to be.Is a loving, caring soul you see. Occasionally I don't feel in control.Drug backward through a black hole. Images playing on my mind's screen.Leaves me chilled, wanting...

The note- “I bet one-day this letter opener will save my life” I thought to myself as I drew it from the inside pocket of my thick, firm coat. I am the kind of guy that is constantly stopped by police authorities, and I live in a place that breathes danger… Weapons are wise here, but the police condemn them. If I am caught with a weapon I will be thrown in prison, and with my skills of observation I’ll be sentenced to mod...

Surrendersurrender to my touchyour tease is coming to a shattering climaxas you surrender your body and soulIt shall come fast and hard clothes ripped and torneyes screaming full of lustwaitingwaitingto be claimed by your lover

Sticks tied to strings and allowed to dance.At the hands of another, the only chance. Controlled, told what and when to do."Your friend I'll be, if only this do you." Never wanting you for what you are.Needing to shape and control, bizarre. Hung from their hand. Moving to their band. Feet not on the ground.Silenced how profound. Giving away ones' own dignity, who you really are.Tossed here and there, stepped on like a spe...

I feel desires deep in my soul, I hear my wants shouting in my mind, but I am confused and can't act or answer? Feeling not in control, vibrations from tension scurry through my body. I know that no one can fix this but me, I am afraid to make the decisions needed to have clarity. I am hedging, sitting on the edge, hoping for a strong wind to come, blowing me off from this fence, then I won't have to make these decisions...

Verbal diarrhea a terrible affliction,once started, becomes an addiction. Brain in neutral, tongue wagging,popularity, now certainly lagging. Words spewing without control,ears closed, no one can console. Nothing said making any sense,unable to feel any recompense. People constantly hear the rant,sounds like a Gregorian chant. Spittle sprays from lips rampant,words uttered unable to recant. Noticing everyone backing away,...

When a child is brought into this human race . Innocent, totally pure, body, mind and soul.Beliefs, adulterated by others, having to face.Impressionable, without any damage control.Accepting propaganda, becoming a safe place. Expectations of others soon, they have to learn.Recognition, not reservation, now made the rule. Signs of rebellion, will cause their butt to burn. Pain enforcing dominance, exceptionally cruel.Feeli...

Why resist,When I am clay in your hands to mould?You forge my shape. Why hope,When tears elicit no pity or mercy?You are cold to me. Why try,When all the ways out are closed off?You hold all the keys. Why play,When it always plays out the same way?You win and I lose. Why?Because.

You walk in life upon hardened soil, Not petals of rose and moss; Each day you face life’s woes and toil, And keep score by gains and loss; You’re told each moment is schemed and planned, By He who spoke on the mount; And on that day when Sunday clanned, His hymns are sung and the monies count; Led by a book of blessed verse, As taught by lesser men; Their teachings fraught with the aged curse, Only He can pardon your sin...