So full of self-hatred
That when death comes to call,
I’ll punch that fucker
Square in the jaw.
Friday, March 23, 2018
The Storm After Dawn
This concept came to me as I dwelt in the darkness of depression inside my mind. I felt as though the storm of the previous night had been cast into my body and that nature had cleansed itself at my expense.
Sunday, March 4, 2018
Into the Sun
Floating through darkness
The coldness, the emptiness
Out in space, the void consumes me
I cling to hope. My crew is gone
Abandoned unto death, I float without end
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