Stories,Stickers and Stamps

   Killing,slicing,dicing,fucking.That’s all you want. All you ever wanted,so why pretend. I see you through and through. The monster you are. The desires and twisted fantasies a little creature like you possesses. Sad,true and far from fantasy,and that is the scary part. I know the truth,we both do, but you still go for it. Pursuing it,looking to satisfy this insatiable appetite of yours.Monster! It’s in your eyes,it’s on your face!Get away from me! Diseased creature,a monster,a demon,an evil incarnate.Why did you do it?Why did you go there?What did she do to you?Did she deserve it or does your appetite have no bounds?      I'm leaving,rushing,running and don’t you chase me,touch me.Leave me,now! I saw too much and know it all,there’s too little I can do now and I refuse to see more. Don’t touch me,you shell of a man,you twisted spirit. I run,I stumble and fall,rush forward. I push and pull and leap,I just want to get away. I had enough,no more. The thin...

      I am the sun . When I walk in the room,all eyes on me,its quiet,stillness.I am everything. I can feel the warmth around me.Eminating,pulsing,bursting. I can feel the glow,I can see the glow. The glow on people’s faces reflecting back at me,the warmth they feel and the comfort they get from seeing me,being around me. I give life. I give life to the room,the light,the warmth and all eyes are on me.They know,they see it and feel it and they always want more,always.Hungry,begging,pulling and tugging. People are jealous.All the girls want what I have,want to be me.All the boys want me. I know,I see,I notice.The minute,the hour of pleasure is feels good but the high wears off and I only want more.    The old me would have loved it,embracing and inhaling every moment of this, but now,now all I care is this feeling. I do not care about belonging,people want to belong to me.It’s everything. I am the life itself. Everyone wants me,everyone ...

Suspended. Suspended in time and space. Ethereal. Music is a blur. Can’t make out the words,all I hear is a beat. Lost in thought,in myself. What to do?How to be?What’s next?Words,rumblings,tremors across the busy mind. Eyes wide open,staring at the ceiling..stillness,calm,peace. Blank. Blank canvas of the white ceiling clearing the clutter of the mind leaving it blank and empty. Lying there on the bed,now head clear,empty. Lost in the moment,right here right now.This time I hear the lyrics. They sing the song of loss and love,a new hope and a better future. The memories of that what was and used to be and the new beginnings,the optimism for a better tomorrow and the sadness for that what was. It makes me think,wonder,once more I am afloat,wondering, wanderer . The times we had,memories,the past and the present. How times change. Back to it,back with it.The music zones in and out as the thoughts begin to come back,rushing,running,flowing,throwing themselves at me. Forcing...

   Good girl.Dark past. Sad story. Bad boys. Doing well.Plenty of secrets.Lots of secrets. Careful what you wish for. None the wiser.So much promise. Gone nowhere. No help. Big loss. Killed. Ran. Cryptic. Lost.Forgotten yet there. Gone but still here. They remember. She is remembered. Something is wrong.Not right.Not there. Someone or something. Alive or dead. Never know.Never give up. Took for granted. Should have not. Sad.Confused. Paralysed. Lost. Where?Why?How come?Time heals. Makes it worse. Tears come. Memories stay. No contact. No word. Still gone.Still lost. Family?Alone?Happy or struggling. Dead or Alive?    Good girl. Dark past.Sad story. Notes. Messages. Stories and memories. Diary. Crumpled. Thrown. Burnt. Destroyed. Why?How come?Angry.Struggling. Hating.Suffering. Killed or killed by? Ran or hiding. Waiting. Praying. Hoping. Begging. Best.Worst. Optimistic. Destroyed. Why?Why not?Help. No help. Alone. Lonely. Shattered. Abondoned. Shackled. Judged...

   Late night. Street is empty. Street lights shine down on the empty road. Not a single person around. Not a single car passing by. Whole world is asleep,bracing themselves for the day ahead. It’s quiet,bugs float around in the light. Not a soul but a single man.He sits at the bus stop under the light. Just him,alone. Waiting for the the last bus tonight. He is going home,or so he thought. He started thinking.He was thinking about his life and as he was pondering his being,his mood changed. His goal to head home changed. He was just there,just then,at that moment and time,thinking about where he is heading and what happened prior.    The man’s mood changed from a mellow, warm,jolly to melancholy and a quiet feeling of sadness. The man has come to realise that he is all alone..His family is away from him and they say they care but they never really bother talking to him until it suits them.He doesn’t really have any friends. The man never really ...

I know some of you were concerned about my well being lately. That is very thoughtful,thank you. I can understand how it might seem I'm in the bad place with some dark sad stories I post.But,I am ok. the stories I write are inspired by imagination,other works of fiction,memories and experiences.So quite often it's just the flow taking over and creating the story. Sometimes my stories are driven by the emotion of the moment but it is nothing that I cannot handle and happens to everybody.I have been through some stuff and I know if it gets bad,there is always help. So,if you yourself suffer from anything from heartbreak to depression to just being sad..remember you are not alone. Happens to me,to the others,that's life..If it gets bad,seek some help,just talk to your friends. Cliche but..it gets better. Talking helps. Anyways..Guys,everyone,take care,talk to those close to you,you are not alone,I'm always here and I am OK..it is all good and when emotions take hold it is ...