Tired

Just tell me what you want to hear and I'll do my best to say it. I'm tired of this mind fuck that you're putting me through. Seriously, after years, perspective is diminished. Not sure if you're looking for something held in the eyes of the inexperienced and one who hasn't been though what I have.

Off the edge

My mind is a deranged - a car speeding along the dirt road on the side of a mountain, sharp corners and blades of the knife turns. Soon the car will careen off the mountain, it is only logical. When that happens, the real fun begins.

Why girls fuck writers & why writers don't mind

They want to be immortalized; they just want to steal their youth.

Doldrums

City stinks for human waste. It's decaying. The people in it are merely tending to the gangrene wounds. I find myself trapped between this world and the whatever lies in way for me outside the boundaries. I don't know who I am anymore. A man or a myth; when the alter ego takes control of the wheel, it's chaos. I cannot do it anymore. There must be something else.