He pulled skin and muscle aside, his fingers finding the bone beneath as they tore their way through flesh. Working his fingers between the tight spaces, tendons and cartilage popped and snapped as it released from the ribs, which in turn creaked and groaned before finally breaking. He could feel the bone bend and fracture, and each snap and crunch was satisfying to him. He clawed his way through them, the slow beating of the heart they protected taunting him, luring him ever deeper. This was his prize and his torment, and he was so very close. So very, very close….
Category Archives: Fragments
Leap
I’m holding on to nothing
even though there’s nothing to hold
I step into the emptiness
of a world I don’t know
Shattered belief
and collapsing faith
aren’t enough for me to hold
and I’m holding on to nothing
But this nothing
this nothing won’t let me go
…
One day
I will find my voice
and when I do,
words won’t be needed,
but until then,
they are all I have.
I will find my voice
and when I do,
words won’t be needed,
but until then,
they are all I have.
Voiceless
Voiceless
I offer my soul,
a glimpse into
who I am,
words fail,
falling without life,
lost in the rush
of time.
I offer my soul,
a glimpse into
who I am,
words fail,
falling without life,
lost in the rush
of time.
Reflection
Upon reflection,
I find that
all that is left of me
is you.
losing potential
moments of clarity
and perfection,
surrounded by the failure
of an artist
to be what he is
or what he might
Angry ‘Haiku’
the rabbit hole
downward spiral
no light at the bottom