One of my good friends, Jesse Fearfield, is getting close to releasing his new musical album, but he needs help. Below is a link to his gofundme page. Consider donating something. He has a link to his newest single, “Forget” there as well. It’s pretty darn good, if I do say so myself. It would mean the world to him if you would even go listen to the song. Share it with your friends and family.
Thank you very much for taking the time to peek at the guy’s stuff. Not like that, you perv.
Tossed to the side like common trash
Not one to mess up the treasures and stash
A muddled heap of discarded flesh
Tears and sobs complete the mesh
As nightfall resumes the thoughts become dark
Negative voices and tones that still bark
A fiery pain that lives in the soul
The brain’s constant war taking its toll
The light above whispers; it’s trying to help
No pain from above to crush the young whelp
Alone in the mire, the swirling abyss
When all from within the voices all hiss
Why are you trying, when you will just fail?
The truth is as hard as the black coffin nail
But still the war rages and fights with him still
The tossed away trash was everyone’s will
Perched on my rooftop, I zero my scope
My target is nearly in view
And when his face is in my sights
It was someone I always knew
The colonel was my target now?
The one who trains me still?
This has to be another test
If he’s the one I kill
He taught me how to play Poker
He always beat me quick
“And now it’s time to draw a card”
He’d say without a trick
And now I’m charged to bring him down
Or let him go in peace
He’d never know if I was here
The threat of me could cease
I chambered one of my best rounds
A choice that feels so hard
I close my eyes and say aloud
“It’s time to draw a card.”
No reason for these thoughts
It isn’t fair to you
The reason for my dreaming
The pain in which I stew
The pit inside my stomach
True pain inside my soul
My feelings drawing closer
The illness takes its toll
Why do I think about this
The torture to behold
Why can’t I let it go now
Increasing pain ten-fold
I want to cry so badly
But the tears will not form
I want to scream in anguish
The anger, too, feels warm
The sickness ever spreading
I can’t withdraw my heart
My soul is truly broken
Perhaps it’s from the start
You were on your way home. It was a nice night. Chilly, but not cold. You walked past the same alley you pass every night. This time, however, you miss the fiery red eyes watching you. Another block and the eyes appear in the trees, watching, waiting.
You get home. Unlocking the door, you step inside. Before you flip on the lights, you could swear that you see a pair of glowing red eyes staring back at you from the darkness. With the crackle of electricity, the darkness was dispelled. The eyes were nowhere to be seen.
You rub your eyes. It must be because you’re tired.
Hours later, you climb into bed, weary from the day. As you close your eyes, darkness washes over you. You don’t feel it. You are not aware of it.
When you awake, fire surrounds you. You panic, as you see ever burning pools of liquid fire. You put your head under your covers, praying you wake up. The eyes, you thought you imagined stare into your own fearful eyes.
You try to scream, but no sound emerges.
The only sound you hear is faint. A whisper, but it grows louder as you pay attention.
Murky, sinister, and evil.
Crying out, I’m fighting
Shocked by pain, you hit me
Words escaping, I’m bleeding
Soul wrenching, receding
You love me, you hurt me
Why do this? You break me
Please stop now, you rip me
Sleep swiftly, you drugged me
Try to help, you stab me
Cry for help, you stop me
Outdoors now, you slap me
Please end this, you trapped me
Tore heart out, you’re laughing
Why hurt me, you’re stabbing
Please no more, you end me
I’m leaving, we’re done now.