| Some of my latest works. Hope you enjoy. |


Drown the WorldAnother night of gunfire and blasting speakers filling my mind. Another kill scored for my team, another hour ticks away. Night wanes and my consciousness begins to fade. My eyes close seeking much needed rest when the alarm goes off. Time for another day. Another day of my personal Hell. Only good thing is the night, at night I will drown the world again.Drown the World


WarmThe night whispers and shoves my curtains aside. Under the sheets I curl deeper as the icy zephyrs cut me again. The window is open and my heater isn't on, yet I'm very warm. A surge of chill comes again and does little to scathe my skin. I curl deeper and closer for increased comfort. Come what may, lying next to you I'll always be warm.Warm


Crippled SoulIn me is a chain around every vein. A weight on my heart every time I think of you. Heft so great it cripples my soul. I wish you knew me, or even that I exist. I will pine for you long after I'm gone. Even though I denied my feelings and begged for you to just disappear, I always knew the fucking truth. Now my lies and rage plague me deep inside to a degree I can't handle. I wish that for just one second I could know your touch and smell and that you would come back to me. I dream every night of holding your hand and wake up clutching sheets with a crippled soul.Crippled Soul
Anger boils though it were steel in the forge. I can't shake this
| Some of my latest works. Hope you enjoy. |
| I'm not really into a lot of stuff, but what I like I love. Fishing when it's in season, walking or driving with nowhere in mind, writing, video games, role playing, cooking, drinking, writing metal lyrics, listening to metal and hanging out with my friends. That's about all that really interests me to any degree. |
Thanks so much for the watch, it's very appreciated
Have a good one!
Josie
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All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have their exits and their entrances; and one man in his time plays many parts, his acts seven ages.
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I am a warrior of words. My sword is a pen, my armor is paper. My bow is imagination and my arrows are the words which you read.
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All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have their exits and their entrances; and one man in his time plays many parts, his acts seven ages.
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I am a warrior of words. My sword is a pen, my armor is paper. My bow is imagination and my arrows are the words which you read.
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DO NOT CLICK ---> [link]
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I am a warrior of words. My sword is a pen, my armor is paper. My bow is imagination and my arrows are the words which you read.
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DO NOT CLICK ---> [link]
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I am a warrior of words. My sword is a pen, my armor is paper. My bow is imagination and my arrows are the words which you read.
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