Suffer Not
Take me to the hill and tie me to the stake.
Take me to the hill and tie me to the stake.
Miracles aren’t for everyone
The child watched his mother, Limp and swinging.
I believe something may have made contact with me. I don’t know what this something is or why but it has been in the back of my mind ever since it happened. Keep in mind everything I’ve said up until; sleep paralysis, hallucinations, and conversations with someone who should be “asleep.” I will only tell […]
Now that I’ve gotten the preliminaries out of the way, i’d like to talk a bit more about my specific behaviors when it comes to sleep. Note, i only know this because I’ve been told my sleeping habits by my mother. The following is one of the scenarios that she recalled after I had fully […]
O’ Mother, Your pale face brings the winter. Tilted smile, blessed the harvest. Half your love, saved the voyager. We wait for the night you show your full face. O’ Father Your wrath starved the child. Ever present. With your might, brought the new day. Send your love, so that we may grow again.
She peeked into the darkness of her room and saw the silver reflection of her cat’s eyes. But when she turned on the light, she found her child sitting there instead.
I had sex and I faked it. You know—that big moment. I should have known it wasn’t meant to be the first time I did it. I don’t know why I stayed and why I faked it every time. I could have said no, “this isn’t going to work out” or something along those […]