Perceiving the Inconceivable

My bed was my comfort, for long, but transient. I was able to see things that no one could see, they called me crazy but it was just me, my eyes could perceive the inconceivable, the ghastly apparitions that was nothing to everyone else’s mind or eyes. The night was deaden by the overhung stalenessContinue reading “Perceiving the Inconceivable”

Immeasurable

Aimlessly looking at the pixalated screen as tens of thousands were at the same time, locking, splintering my attention between social medias, draining my time to the unwarranted, undermining the attempts of negating such actions. I pulled myself closer to the screen, realising that I was indulging too much, but I could not stop myself,Continue reading “Immeasurable”

Blotched

Drunk, again. I was being the alcoholic that I used to be, using this drug to escape from all my realities that had shattered into a million pieces. Depression slunk into my comfort, draped me in his shadow. I kept myself together solely by alcohol, negating all the pain cast unto me in the pastContinue reading “Blotched”

Re-Birth #Finale

“Imagine yourself as a teeny tiny baby, cuddling inside your mother’s womb and what it felt like. Warm. Tight because her stomach is all over you.” Ponder’s voice was tinged with a courteous heart, the heart of a nurse ready to deliver a new-born baby. It was getting sultry in here, I let my handContinue reading “Re-Birth #Finale”

Re-Birth #Exodus

“Wake up, Candace.” she shook me. There were two towering figures standing in front of me, one in suit and tie, a nonentity, one was Candace, in a flowery blouse. “Your name is now Candace Elizabeth Newmaker.” what the fuck? I attempted to speak, no words came out from my mouth, something is wrong with the food yesterday.Continue reading “Re-Birth #Exodus”

Re-Birth #Genesis

I was not loved, tossed here and there by my foster parents, it was all temporal, nothing was true. They said they loved me, but they returned me back to the social services where it was better off being lied about being loved. I rather be alone than to suffer the pain of realising counterfeitContinue reading “Re-Birth #Genesis”

Carousel Chaos

Zephyr tingled my skin in the dead of the night, the metallic AK slung across my back, jaunting with the need to kill. I was being sent here by my thirst to exorcise this place, it was a derelict theme park, with rusty attraction games, eerie gleaming lights, torn down tents, filled with the onlyContinue reading “Carousel Chaos”