asphyxia
I find that all I ever express in writing is sad, hopeless, frustration, anger, hurt.... all this negativity.
And as days go on, writing becomes more and more of a difficult task for me to undertake.
I loathe that, and so, I'm making myself write daily again. Even if just a few words. I feel half the battle is routine, the other half... well... we'll see. So far it seems promising?
The last couple of years have been truly amazing for me. Maybe one day I'll be able to jot down these happier moments.
asphyxia's Works
Poetry | 2012-11-18 | The Boy Who Knocks Down |
Poetry | 2010-06-12 | Crooked, You Are |
Poetry | 2009-12-30 | Of Moons & Stars, Ruins & Scars |
Poetry | 2009-04-21 | [more than hot breath & hard-ons] |
Poetry | 2009-04-17 | love.apprehension |
Poetry | 2008-03-11 | (((foretold staggers & thrown-up hands))) |
Poetry | 2007-11-30 | finally something new! |
Short Story | 2007-03-27 | part.two |
Short Story | 2007-03-27 | part.one |
Poetry | 2007-08-30 | Contemplations |
Poetry | 2007-08-13 | ever-still, ever-dark |
Journal | 2007-08-02 | the killer in the back |
Poetry | 2007-07-10 | [surely my bed is out to get me] |
Poetry | 2007-07-05 | (good job, hey, thanks) |
Poetry | 2007-06-07 | You. |
Journal (Rage) | 2007-05-22 | journal.entry |
Poetry | 2007-05-18 | Annabelle on my mind... |
Poetry | 2007-05-08 | Dreaming Sinatra |
Poetry | 2007-04-30 | One Should Not Listen To Bright Eyes [when in this bad of state] |
Poetry | 2006-12-14 | Canvassing Intimacies |
Poetry | 2007-01-25 | I've been thinking... |
Poetry | 2007-04-10 | Countdown seconds are the longest kind |
Poetry | 2007-04-17 | [i see the lies but still trip over them] |