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i love the snow... the more the merrier... snow baffles ambient noise... makes things quieter... snow makes things brighter... the night is no longer so terribly dark and alone... snow hid...


the flesh is spongy and bruised... the spirit is so far beyond willing it clings to things like an abandoned dog... i know its futile... i know its only for the living...  and yet, i am so v...


its becoming harder and harder to be awake... my doctor told me that 50% of people who have amputations die within 2 years of the amputation... wouldn't it be lovely?  


My day began like any other. The pressure on my heart was so great, I did nothing but lay in bed for a half an hour before I tried to stand. Checking the bank, I found out that a car wash in  ...


January 30, 2026

sun down in back on my feet again

there are no great second acts in life...


some days green... some days blue... some days grey... most days you... demons etch your name in my skin... dragging daggers across my back... my subconscious kicking the back of my brain....


i said something meant to be kind... if only life came with rewind... i should know better than to be a fool... i was, am and always will be... wrong...


January 27, 2026

sailing in back on my feet again

On July 15 2022 I drowned… The mind does strange things when you drown. You hit the water frantic, frightened.  Your mind tells you that you can make it, that theres a way out of this. You b...


January 25, 2026

little lies in back on my feet again

i'm okay... i'll be okay... i've been productive today... i'm fine... i'm learning to move on... why? why? i'll be alright without you...


the snow is falling... bury my dreams and aspirations... winters blanket soft like tombs... wont you set me free... time for dino nuggets i suppose...


Once upon a time, long ago, in a valley far from here, there lived a poor prince. The prince lived in a small castle with a small mote on a small plot of land in the center of his village and ...


5:41 am... some mistake my melancholy for despair... the source is anxiety... something as simple as sleep... gets complicated when she steps on stage... the dead cannot speak to the living...


i've been thinking on this for some time... my situation is as such that if i were to die in my sleep... it would take up to one week before anyone would know i'm gone... its kinda nuts when ...


my doctor told me that 50% of all people who get an amputation die within 2 years... i feel horrible...


January 09, 2026

day after day in back on my feet again

everything bruises my will... movies, tv, rain, food... waking, sleeping... i pray that this will be my last year... let my epitaph read... Finally...


we are looking at the 4th year of her being dead... i have no plans on acting on this but it's raining out... i cant see very well through all the tears and i have to say i no longer wish to ...


if i were to create my own epitaph it would be Thank god its finally over...


why do chicken coops have 2 doors? if they had 4 doors they would be chicken sedans.


The world spins endlessly, drifting throughout the void of space. Clinging to its back a tiny little thing, useless and bereaved. It has watched the sun and moon count sixty years and, in tha...


January 05, 2026

yesterday in back on my feet again

one of you left me a note saying sorry, i believe it was Jesus i'm sorry... my reply was "no worries... we lose everyone in the end, i just wish i was on the guest list..." it may sound a lit...


8 years ago it all began... my mother died in 2018... my father died in 2018... my mother in law died in 2020... my father in law died in 2020... my wife died in 2022... i haven't had the ...


January 03, 2026

question in back on my feet again

if the earth is spinning at a gozillian miles an hour, and i jump in the air, why do i land in same spot i jumped from?


January 01, 2026

wish in back on my feet again

I cant make a memory in shades of grey… I cant shine like the sun at the end of the day… Why have the bells of St. Mary’s rung… Was it the needs of the many or the needs of the one… Oh...


December 27, 2025

silent night in back on my feet again

one night or day... one breath away... no ones gonna know i'm gone... with the passing of the night... black turning into light... or maybe with the slaughter of the dawn... pretty words s...


December 27, 2025

jinglebell rock in back on my feet again

this will be the 4th christmas i will spend alone... this time i will be flat broke... no food... no gas... nothing... i miss her so much...


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