Posts archive for: 4 March, 2009
  • Don't Come This Way

    I went to the washroom. It was empty. I was grateful. I went to the farthest cubicle and locked the door. Then I cried. Quietly. When what I wanted, what I needed, was to howl. A primodial scream, an inhuman cry. Hold these hands please. They quake. Hold them please and stop their trembling. The pain, its grip on breath so vicious, last night I asked my mother to help me kill myself. She held me as she had done a hundred times before but I noticed, even she had not the heart to rebuke me now.

  • Unsuitable Vehicles

    Back at school and immediately the demons return with rejuvenated fury. What passed before in near silence now seem incapable of moving without piercing cries. I howled in anguish yesterday but all that did emerge from deep beneath was a haunted silence full of despondent cancerous poisons. Unsolicited attention called by my trembling hands. Be still, my body. I sit alone now, all are gone, a short moment of reprieve. I have cried my anger and these my eyes are swollen from envy and despair. I wish to care no more. I pray, but do not know who or what it is I ask for mercy from. When gone, my heart is still. I do not have to hear my heart crumble into dust. Stay gone, then, stay gone.

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