The oncoming death of self. |
or Self strangulation as a means to an end.
The blood boils, but quells at the rising of the sun. Bridges are slowly burning, and the roads are turning into dust. The call to freedom and adventur...
Posted by Ryan. on Tue, 05 Feb 2008 11:52:00 PST |
The whore with the five faces of death. |
The noose went over her neck, expertly tied just loose enough to ensure death from suffocation, promising a slow and painful death. Her black dress flapped in the gentle breeze as ...
Posted by Ryan. on Tue, 25 Sep 2007 02:17:00 PST |
My home is the sea. |
There is this overwhelming sense of dread roiling inside of me like an uncontrollable fire. I don't know too much about where it came from, but as the days grow long, it seems to balloon into almost a...
Posted by Ryan. on Sun, 12 Aug 2007 04:37:00 PST |
A ritual cleansing. |
The pair of them walked through the door, standing out like a sore thumb in the small southern town. They had just arrived after a fourteen hour long drive from Georgia. Their plan was to move up nort...
Posted by Ryan. on Tue, 03 Jul 2007 03:34:00 PST |
thisismyweaponofchoice. |
I don't post too often, and the last time I made a personal post has been months and months ago. I never know what to say because the only person who ever reads this lives with me, but if you're name ...
Posted by Ryan. on Sun, 03 Jun 2007 02:38:00 PST |
This side of Nashville. |
The car ran out of gas right as I pulled into the motel parking lot. I was so ecstatic about leaving my old life behind that I didn't even care. I went inside, rang the bell, and an old woman hobbled ...
Posted by Ryan. on Sat, 14 Apr 2007 10:05:00 PST |
How can I explain I need you here, but not here too? |
When I got home, he was there. I walked past him, went to my closet, & grabbed the suitcase. He followed me, & asked me where I thought I was going. I ignored him as I started stuffing all of ...
Posted by Ryan. on Sun, 24 Dec 2006 06:07:00 PST |
To the lighthouse. |
I quit my job today. I just walked out. I haven't felt this good about anything before. As I was heading home, everything raced through my mind, all of my failures, my hatred for this town. I am final...
Posted by Ryan. on Wed, 13 Dec 2006 10:08:00 PST |
We got a fast car. |
I have been in this town for too long. I feel like I'm suffocating. I have travelled down all of these streets so often I can walk down them with my eyes closed. There is nothing here for me. I j...
Posted by Ryan. on Sat, 09 Dec 2006 10:38:00 PST |
We're wedded wrong. |
The kids have finally left. I guess the tragedy was just too much for them to handle, or maybe their family made them move. I wish I had tried to talk to them, or at least acknowledge them in some sor...
Posted by Ryan. on Mon, 27 Nov 2006 10:35:00 PST |
