This piece is part of my 'Waterfall of words' series. I wrote this 3 years ago and its original title is; 'Poppy Cock'.I used to write stuff like this with DUP user Skyra when the site was still up....

As I move on  from my haunting past, I learn to breathe again.   From thoughts of suicide and the horrid escalation to attempting it, I survived.   November, 2018 was the worst month of my life, devastating it is to almost die.   Liberating it was afterwards, when I spent months...

Engulfing me in its black cloud,candles nowhere near to force the night to withdraw.Not like I would want it to,I welcome the dark of night,I condemn the light of day,where no horizon high enough could the daystar sink beneathso rapidly, as...

     This sooty-faced angel who visited me in childhood, possessed no angelic wings...        Touched once by the black angel of my childhood, this person was someone I trusted, someone I loved (but no more), and someone who...

             “Me and this sexy bitch in my pimpin sniffing on blowHigher than a giraffe pussy as the world around us is moving real slow,            “That hello kitty is extra wet, because I’m fingering her flow While her head was...