Communicating with what appears to be a mannequin.A voice box appears to be present as long as you press the right buttons without any damage.Yet,No matter what I say,The response will always be the same.So,Why even bother talking until the point of rage crawling up my spine?Silence,In this case,Seems so divine.I'd rather sit down,And,Write a... Continue Reading →
Got My Spine Back
Coming clean to my beloved about cheating in less than 24 hours? Wasn't easy. But, It had to be done. Especially, After months and months of feeling destroyed by the woman I loved... Desperate was I to find salvation for a heart being teared apart by the sounds of her rejections. How, I wasn't good... Continue Reading →
Broken Like A Pencil
His lower spine feels like that one pencil you'd suffer Writer's Block with. Slammed around for every moment you wish to scribble away the hurt you feel, But, Can't. Knows how to relieve himself of this pain, But, The thought of confronting that demon? So daunting...