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Monday, December 31, 2018

Leak 12/31/18

Three posts this week

Where the Sky Shudders: Short Story-1/1/19 2:00 PM MST

The Signal: Poetry-1/3/19 5:00 PM MST

Weak In The Knees: Notable Lyric-1/5/19 5:00 PM MST


Hope you all enjoy the short story, let me know what you think!



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Saturday, December 29, 2018

Forgotten






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Thursday, December 27, 2018

Words Left Unsaid

I have a few dollars to my name,
I think that I’m okay. 
Cheap champagne, 
this warm summer night.
I think it’s time to say goodnight. 

I’m feeling like a tidal wave. 
Wanting to kill those stuck in a cave. 


I left the town for now,
I’ll try to explain how,
I feel I’m looking stuck,
I’m caught in all this muck 

I want to go home now,
but my brother knows now. 
So I’ll stay in this hole in a wall,
that they call the Rivers Call. 

I’m feeling like a interstate,
going to fast, I missed the gate. 

I walked back into town,
I tried to stay away from her. 
I failed so bad,
now my family is mad. 

Try to be quiet please,
you’ll wake up my niece,
Innocence has took its stray. 
I think it would be best if I stayed. 

Try to explain me how,
or even better why?
I just want to be at home,
and I want some love. 

I feel like a albatross. 
Sailors point and stop. 
I feel like a classless wreck. 
So many words left unsaid.




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Tuesday, December 25, 2018

My Heart







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Monday, December 24, 2018

Leak 12/24/18

Three posts this week.


My Heart: Visual Poetry-12/25/18 5:00 MST

Words Left Unsaid:Poetry-12/27/18 5:00 MST

Forgotten:Visual Poetry-12/29/18 5:00 MST


Happy holidays



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Saturday, December 22, 2018

Waiting Forever

I’m not going to wait for this forever.
I’m not going to stay on hold.
My life will die if I wait,
and I will lose all hope.
You gain in your life,
I only want whats best.
Sadly enough that you arent here,
so I’ll head down the road of sorrow,
like the rest. 

I will love what is left of me
so you can find your new life.
I’m not going to wait forever,
because your never coming back. 
I will not change,
I’ll never heal.
I need you to leave me behind.
that is the only thing that's real



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Thursday, December 20, 2018

Weight of All the World

Keep your ear to the wall, 
and wait to disapear.
Listen to thoughts,
and pain will turn to fear.
The fear will bury,
deep inside.
Deep inside, 
feels holy and divine.

Try to understand, 
the simple chain.
Feel the thoughts, 
and turn into yourself again. 
I think I wish I was holy.

Can you feel the weight of all the world?
Can you feel the weight of all the world?

A mistake takes hold,
and everything goes mad. 
The madness turns,
and eventually in glad.
The sickness I feel,
turns everything away.
I wish I was more holy. 

Can you feel the weight of all the world?
Can you see the weight of all the world?
Can you hold all the weight of the world? 
Can you feel the weight of all the world?
Why do I feel all the weight of the world?

Sickness turns to fine,
fine turns into disaster.
I wish I bathed in holy fire,
and live with all the laughter.
Can you live with this,
can you see the end of the chapter?
I wish I was holy,
to end and live after. 



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Tuesday, December 18, 2018

Better Than The Rest

I never did want this but,
I never felt so whole
It makes me want to do everything again,
I think I’m crazy.
So Why do I looked depressed in your eyes?
This could be my paradise.
Eventually you will see my life,
and you will see,
even through all this pain,
I still feel better than the rest.



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Monday, December 17, 2018

Leak 12/17/18

Three posts this week. 

Better Than The Rest: Poetry- 12/18/18 5:00 PM MST

Weight of All the World: Poetry-12/20/18 5:00 PM MST

Waiting Forever: Poetry-12/22/18 5:00 PM MST



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Saturday, December 15, 2018

Inside of Me

Cut me into little pieces,
and put them all together.
There is nothing that I have ever,
been able to hide from you.

You always see whats inside of me.
Cut down deep so you can see all my lies.

I know you can do it,
all you need is to try.
You will find what makes me a man,
you always told me,
and always hold that inside of me



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Thursday, December 13, 2018

Misery

Here we are,
looking at the,
same cards again. 

I want to,
fix the game,
so that we,
always come in top. 

Now we need a,
medic here,
I think she,
lost her way. 

Now I need to,
pay the man, 
who needs to,
lead the way. 

The hearse is here. 
The hearse has arrived. 

I need misery,
to keep the fighters free,
I need a light in me,
so there won’t be a end of me. 

As we move on,
will the cards,
go our way?

I hear a,
loaded gun,
ricocheting,
down the hall. 

Tell me does the,
medicine alleviate,
your sick mind?

I need to,
play the cards,
so the game will,
go my way. 

The hearse is here. 
The hearse has arrived. 

I need misery,
to keep the fighters free,
I need a light in me,
so there won’t be a end of me. 

I can’t make up my mind,
will I stay or go?
The misery keeps us alive. 

Here we are,
we follow,
the game of cards,
that are,
dealt to us,
till we win or bust. 

All we have is misery,
to keep the good left in me. 
All we love is misery,
till the hearse can leave. 

I need misery,
to keep the fighters free,
I need a light in me,
so there won’t be a end of me.



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Tuesday, December 11, 2018

Where the Sky Shutters Teaser

New announcement! The new year short story is called Where the Sky Shudders and it will be released on the first day of the new year. January first. I'm pretty exited about this short story and it will reveal a new player in my universe of horror. We know of several key players by reading previous short stories and novel entires but this one by far, is the most dangerous. Here is a brief teaser:

Rockford Military Research Base is home to many things. The intellectual, the insane. The deadly, the perverse. There are many unknowns about what happens behind these decrepit walls but one thing is for certain. A horror is being cooked up that could destroy the world, universe even. What awaits you in Where the Sky Shudders?



Also I wanted to include some writing within the short story. It follows:

This room was fairly large and was a little more like a full house. When they looked through the glass they could see a kitchen and a living room and even a bathroom. Two people were in this room, a husband and a wife. The husband just left the bathroom wiping his hands on his pants. The wife was in the kitchen cutting up vegetables getting ready to make dinner. The husband then went to the living room and sat on the couch turning on the television and started watching a popular sitcom. The doctor then pointed to the wife and they examined her as she moved from one area of the kitchen to the other.


"So, using the Terium you gave us we ground up a portion of it and made it, so it could be turned into a vapor. This vapor is very interesting. It makes the one who inhales it to be under a psychotic state. They hallucinate, they see things that they shouldn't be seeing and, in most cases, then not they do things that normally they don't normally do. It never ends well."


"Can you suggest anything to them? Are they more prone to suggestions like a way of mind control?"


"No. They have a mind of their own. Well, they have a mind prone to suggestion but not our suggestions. They hallucinate the suggestions."


"Can you show me?" The General asked.


"Yes. You should know, whatever happens in a few minutes these two people have been married for twenty years and never fight. What you will see will be jarring," the General nodded and continued to look through the window. There was a key card reader and a little screen next to the one-way glass and the doctor swiped his card and selected the kitchen. The vapor was somewhat invisible but can be seen if you were looking for it. The wife continued to cut her vegetables and then she stopped. The doctor and the General could not hear what she was hallucinating, but I as the all seeing eye could. There was a calendar hanging in the kitchen with several dates marked out and circled on it. The picture that was attached to this calendar was of a cartoon cat no doubly telling others a positive message to get you through the day. However the message it had to speak was not positive.


"Martha," it said quietly. Martha, the wife, heard it automatically and she tuned in to its suggestions. "The world is going to end Martha. You and your husband are in a great danger. You must save yourselves by killing yourselves to prevent more suffering." Martha started to tear up...





I hope you're exited because I am. Hope this is enough to keep everyone interested in my blogs future progress and like always...





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Monday, December 10, 2018

Leak 12/10/18

There will be three posts this week.


Where the Sky Shudders Teaser: Personal Entry-12/11/18

Misery: Poetry-12/13/18

Inside of Me: Poetry-12/15/18




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Saturday, December 8, 2018

Searching






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Thursday, December 6, 2018

My Memories

So here,
is where I see. 
I’m grieving, please,
can we listen, to the infight stereo.

She has kids though,
and up until,
we laughed at the children.

When we passed by,
that cold night.
I couldn’t help but lie,
so you knew not to worry.

Of my mind,
or even soul.
The man shaped world. 
My mother’s in a hurry. 

To see my dad. 
You never had. 
I heard him laugh. 
Says that life is so wonderful. 

So here,
is my high school. 
I was a fool,
when I left it long ago. 
She loved the music
that I tried to play. 

Poorly but well,
Up until. 
She grew fonder,
of someone better. 

Stay in the back seat,
so they can’t see.
Us kissing,
fogging up the window glass,
an impass,
and it came to pass. 
I feel I’m been punished for my past sins. 

I was a man,
who didn’t understand. 
It’s not that I can’t. 
I just don’t find it so practical.

To bite, and to wail,
like a little girl. 
Compared to the,
biggest tree,
in all of America.





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Tuesday, December 4, 2018

Stand For Love





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Monday, December 3, 2018

Leak 12/3/18

Three posts this week


Stand For Love: Visual Poetry-12/4/18 

My Memories: Poetry-12/6/18

Searching:Visual Poetry-12/8/18




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Saturday, December 1, 2018

Believe





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