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 Jul 2020 atticus wilson
Fry
The most alone I’ve felt
When I know they are just a
Message away
I still have never felt so alone
Because I know that nothing can be done
With this emptiness
from the violet cloud above
God stretched a
hand and passed down to him
the dagger with
a blade made of frozen ****

“Take this,” said God, “and pose
yourself at the
gates of the school. Offer to
clean the
students under the fingernails
and toenails with it.
Now go.”

He woke up when
the mongrel dog whose tail he grabbed
and squeezed and pulled
started to cry and bark
and turn to bite at his hand

He screamed and backed away from
the poor thing
and watched it run away

He looked at himself

Naked and smeared with soot
and mud and whatnot

He looked around him

The landfill
just outside town

He fell to his knees

****, those were some good mushrooms

He stood and walked
back towards the town
 Jul 2020 atticus wilson
Fry
Twenty minute shower
Sorry I wasted your water
I just wanted to be somewhere
My tears seemed nonexistent
 Jul 2020 atticus wilson
Fry
Anxiety
 Jul 2020 atticus wilson
Fry
With each beat
My anxiety rises
I took half a small pill
It’s supposed to make this feeling go away
But all I feel is
Anxiety
With every beat of
My heart
I wish it would stop beating
 Jul 2020 atticus wilson
Fry
Immoral
 Jul 2020 atticus wilson
Fry
Am I wrong to think that’s
Immoral?
You hit her
Are you using her instead of
Me?
All she did was try and give
Love
it was a charming night
She really
liked a man who could
drive her from
the restaurant after having
quite some glasses
to drink
and he was that man

He drove her to
his house
and helped her out of the
car like a
gentleman
and even held her hand
all the way to
the door

Her heart was pounding
and her brain too. A voice
kept saying
'He's the one. He's the one!'

It was silenced
when she saw two small
animal heads on his
doorstep. A cat's and
a bunny's. The doormat
was soaked with
their blood

She froze and
the gentleman said, “Oh crap,
not this **** again.”
And he walked up to
them and kicked them
to the side like mini soccer *****

“My ex-wife,” he said with a shrug. “Just
another one of
her antics. You get used
after a while.”
He opened the door and
motioned her in

She hesitated
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 Jul 2020 atticus wilson
Fry
The addiction
It’s began
Everyday now I think of
When I can do it next
I end up doing it
Worse
And
Worse
Every time now
 Jul 2020 atticus wilson
Fry
The addiction
It’s began
Every day now I think of
When can I do it next
I end up doing it
Worse
And
Worse
Every time
 Jul 2020 atticus wilson
Fry
I don’t know how to tell you this
So I know you’ll read this
I broke my promise
But
Not badly
Does that make it better?
I didn’t know how to tell you in text
Every time I write you
I don’t know what words to use
I love you
Your my big sister
Not biological but close enough
And I am truly
Sorry
But I know that means nothing
Cause I did it on purpose
I could have not
But I just needed to feel
Something different
 Jul 2020 atticus wilson
Fry
Titles
The only thing that stops me
How do I name the pain I’m feeling
Just one?
Please stop?
Trapped?
They never truly explain how I feel
The pain is deeper then
The pale skin
I’m trying to draw
Red lines on
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