• Scythe42 commented on the post, steady 2 years, 8 months ago

    I want to kill something.
    I want to rip its skin off quickly,
    with a steady hand.
    I want to do this quickly, precisely,
    with as little blood as possible.
    I want to stab something.
    I want to injure something.
    I want there to be no blood,
    no mess. Just pain.
    Just pain to stop me from
    thinking like I am right now.
    From thinking…[Read more]

  • Scythe42 commented on the post, patio 3 years, 4 months ago

    We sat on the patio,
    brownies in a pan
    on my lap,
    sitting in the sun
    behind a cat.
    Licking frosting off of fingers,
    drinking lemonade.
    What a sunny day.

  • Scythe42 commented on the post, syrup 3 years, 6 months ago

    I grab his face
    and kiss his neck
    and pull his hair down
    from his skull
    and bash his face into the window
    five times or more
    and wait until the glass
    stops dripping blood
    down his nose
    in his eyes
    from his mouth.
    he wanted me to be angry
    I became angry.
    I don’t think he appreciated the outcome.

  • Scythe42 commented on the post, infinity 6 years, 3 months ago

    I haven’t brushed my teeth
    for two days,
    but this music
    tastes like mint chocolate chip ice cream
    and meaningful conversation
    in a slurry of realizations.
    Words don’t come so easily
    to me.
    Crossroads taking me
    somewhere,
    afraid it’s nowhere,
    but life will keep moving me along,
    as will infinity.
    I’m petrified that
    something bad could…[Read more]

  • Scythe42 commented on the post, plague 6 years, 7 months ago

    I think i have
    the plague.
    It is growing inside me
    like a watermelon seed,
    but it’s only for
    female humans,
    eating away at intestines,
    at my heart
    and my lungs
    and I cannot breathe
    I am drowning
    drowning
    from the past
    and the blackness
    of my future
    as it envelopes me
    into looking into
    glass nothingness.
    My reflection does not…[Read more]

  • Scythe42 commented on the post, weathered 6 years, 8 months ago

    My whole body is numb.
    I want to fix the problems,
    fix his brain.
    I want to carve his neurons
    into computers,
    abiding my please
    of quieting his jokes
    and his antics.
    I want him to say
    “how was your day dear?”
    I want him to hold a conversation
    that doesn’t involve mocking
    or joking
    or anything.
    Just him.
    I want to drill his…[Read more]

  • Scythe42 commented on the post, simple 6 years, 11 months ago

    I fall into a crack
    like a computer virus,
    some misfit
    in juvenile detention,
    wondering how I got here,
    where I am,
    who I could possibly be
    in this crack in time,
    isolated from
    the universe,
    the forces that made me win,
    made me succeed
    as I followed them into the vortex
    of utter terror,
    like a sheep following
    the dinosaur into the…[Read more]

  • Scythe42 commented on the post, bury 7 years, 1 month ago

    The world keeps moving,
    like a Charlie Brown song on repeat,
    reiterating its existential qualities.
    And we bury our past,
    forget what we learned from the mistakes
    and the horrors of everyday life,
    depressive […]

  • Scythe42 commented on the post, binding 7 years, 2 months ago

    The clothing hugged me
    like cling-wrap.
    I felt bound,
    like I was walking
    underwater,
    and my legs could feel
    everything
    as I moved across the ocean floor.
    They felt lighter somehow,
    but more of a […]

  • Scythe42 commented on the post, stillness 7 years, 2 months ago

    The brushes
    enter your ear
    like warm sand on your face.
    Her voice like sunshine
    on a cold winter day.
    The tangy guitar
    bittersweet-ly stings your ear
    like biting into a fierce orange.
    The words enter your […]

  • Scythe42 commented on the post, stillness 7 years, 2 months ago

    I slip under the grass
    like a child’s blanket.
    The sky, crystal blue
    above me,
    reminds me of my future self,
    staring endlessly
    into a vast, beautiful
    emptiness
    that is my life.
    The potential
    to reach […]

  • Scythe42 commented on the post, salvation 7 years, 2 months ago

    My head bobs slowly,
    a buoy in the sea,
    bobbing up and down
    and up
    and
    down
    and
    up
    and
    down
    until
    the waves
    the sound
    pushes me back
    and forth,
    every beat
    a separate froth
    against the […]

  • Scythe42 commented on the post, patrol 7 years, 4 months ago

    Hiccups
    are like awkward chickens.
    Poems are like
    awkward sentences
    mingled with sense
    and wisdom,
    like a penny hitting the ground
    tails up.
    And sometimes life
    is an awkward breath,
    a frantic inhalement […]

  • Scythe42 commented on the post, overalls 7 years, 4 months ago

    He wore overalls.
    I wondered why
    choices are so hard to make
    when they are not
    for someone else.
    The sky widens like
    some apocalypse,
    lightning ready to strike us down
    at any moment.
    The thunder I could […]

  • My configuration
    is growing weirdly.
    My body rejecting the thoughts
    and feelings that I try so hard
    to embed into my skin.
    My brain trying to overtake
    my organs
    and my skeleton,
    trying to change
    my […]

  • Scythe42 commented on the post, jelly 7 years, 5 months ago

    Sometimes
    I remember the walks we took
    at 9:27, the stars
    lighting the grass
    and the fireflies,
    tiny flying comets
    in our midst.
    We held our hands
    and lulled through the grass
    humming quiet tunes to […]

  • Midnight walks,
    lights shading the triangles,
    the structures of sturdiness
    that we seem to live in so easily,
    with our shelter and our arrogance,
    leading us to nothing except
    green paper that doesn’t […]

  • Scythe42 commented on the post, pile 7 years, 6 months ago

    The night sky gleamed
    in the open field
    as a pile of logs
    burnt heavy summer flames.
    The grass hot with ash
    and paper crumbs.
    People making noise,
    light banter,
    a few punches being thrown,
    bodies striving […]

  • Scythe42 commented on the post, backspace 7 years, 6 months ago

    The backspace key
    is pressed down,
    but does not know
    what is pressing it,
    only that is exists,
    not that it exists
    attached to a “keyboard”,
    a thing made of plastic,
    its insides working
    with […]

  • Scythe42 commented on the post, disregard 7 years, 6 months ago

    I disregarded the one word
    and wrote about dark matters.
    I disregard people
    who bother me
    because I believe that will
    make me look strong and
    fearless,
    and not damaged
    by words.
    If I don’t respond
    I will […]