The Heartless Bastard

What would you do, if the world stopped caring about you? Would you just sit there, like a bump on a log? Would you rust and wither away? Perhaps you would try damn it, would you fucking try to free yourself from that fate? Maybe you would do what many do...pray someone comes along and saves you.

Who knows? Maybe you'll get lucky. Maybe you will owe your soul to whoever saved you and you will have to lay down your life to repay them. Who knows...

The Idiot (Take Two)

I am so high right now.
Caw. Caw. Caw.

The Idiot.

I wake up and reprise. From the endless stream of the unknown comes tumbling down a lost young boy. He looks around his new world and he sees a glint, a shimmer, a shine, a shamble and his shame at what's to come.

"What is to come?" the littlest boy asks himself.

He does not know.

Shhhhhhhhh! We shall not tell him today.

:)




It remains fun this way. I promise you that much, on my life.

ColorsOnMyTongue

Red and Green.

The sky encases me in the sickly color of early twilight. I look up from where I sit to see a forest, it smells of years gone by, it smells of death.

The source is distinct, it beckons me. I answer its call.

Where will it take me? Where can it take me?

Yellow and Blue.

I take my first step into the unknown. I take my first step toward the inevitable.

I walk for eternity.

As I stop to catch my breath, I look around at the world. The smell of salt and blinding light overcome my fragile senses. I'm drowning now, I'm fighting the tide of the sea, I'm fighting the sun's oblivious glare. Would it shine dimmer if it knew how I'm suffering?

White and Black.

I fall. I flail around in agony. My lungs are burning. It takes time to adjust to new forms of pain doesn't it?

It gets harder to fight back.

It gets harder to fight back.

I fall asleep. I wake up. I repeat.

I sink to the bottom, I feel the fine sand inching it's way under my clothes. I can't move, there is to much pressure. I can't move. I can't think. I don't want to hurt anymore.

Why won't you stop hitting me? You used to love me...