mrhables
He's around every corner, And in the alleys of the street, Looking through shop windows, His untruthful face you will meet, He's on the screen of every Mac, And on the page of every magazine, He's on your phone right now, Be you elderly or …
Squirming, creeping, crawling, Fingernails I am gnawing, Nervous thanks to friends, Say the devils in my eye, Why oh why do they keep me here? Such a dreaded and awful place, Sometimes I tell them what I think, But receive a slap to the fac…
Even though I was gone a moment, I missed your warm embrace, An amazing, sparkling creative tool, Which is known as a writers place, See, my lifestyle says "no", To letting creative juices flow, And almost everyone around me, Say that creat…
Dark, drab and grey, I can't stand straight, I slowly sway, With a miserable tone in all I say People no longer smile, they turn away, Now I crawl, rather than pace A spring in my step. What happened? Once a human, Now reduced to a tiny pi…
Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick, tick... The clock would never stop, not until it saw the room in chaos. To Eric Van Grunsby, or "The White Van Man," as many of his colleagues had named him during his first week, the clock was on a constant co…
He was destroyed by them, Shut down and turned off, Thanks to their cruel and mocking laugh, His dreams were shattered, His confidence in tatters, And he cried as he slowly shuffled home. All he ever wanted was to be famous, All he ever wan…
I know that I know that I know absolutely nothing at all.
I look at myself, figure in the wind, A fraction in your life, for now, To you, I am but an annoying pest, An unnoticed fly on the wall, You laugh at me, you poke at me, To you I am only a toy. You giggle as I walk, a limp in my step, For …
Why hide in a fake shell, made of what people want to see and hear? Why act stupid to make people laugh at you? Is it attention you want? Is it friendship? Acceptance? Why can't you understand, that you can never find true friends, when all…
Hilarious bundles of love and joy, Bounding creatures of innocent bliss, Balls of madness and bedlam, Do you hold that against them? Little ones of mischief and mayhem, You are always where you are not needed, Sleeping in kitchens sinks, O…
I shall tell you a short story, A story that is short, A brief moment of wonder, A single amazing thought. A story so short, In a life so long, But are they forgotten? Are they tiny gusts of inspiration, Which blow gently by your face? Or…
Blackness creeping around corners, slithering like a dark, sinister snake. Black smog coils around anything that stumbles amidst the mist like demonic tendrils, whilst shadows grasp at passers by with scrawny, spindly fingers of terror. Vil…
How to be happy, you ask? Being happy is a simple task Instead of smiling, laugh Instead of hating, love Instead of following, lead Instead of walking, prance Think yourself a flower bud, Then show your petals off! Think yourself a boiling…
He drew a deep breath as a soft wind brushed against his stubble infested chin. A smile worked its way across his slightly aged face, yet he had nothing to smile about. Given the circumstances, he should be crying for help or yelping hopele…
January the 12th, 1995 Dear Oliver, Today was just another normal day. We were let out of our cells by that huge grizzly man again, but even though he smells of grease and sweat, nobody bothered to complain. Lunch was great today - half a…
Where I come from there is murder, Blood runs down the dusty path, Where I come from there is rape, Screams which are followed by a laugh. Where I come from there are evil men, Cries that are caused by smoking guns, Where I come from there…
We make all these films, Stories and poems of Aliens beyond the stars, With their long fingers, And their metal ships That fly, fast and far. But are we that Different, from the ones We call aliens? We communicate on A touch screen device, …
I have failed myself to success.
Everyone calls me different, but that's because I'm the only one who makes a difference.
One day it all changes, An outbreak breaks out. Shuffling creatures, Start pouring out. They wander the streets, Looking for meat, Which they often find. For their numbers make up, For their decomposing minds.
If you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change.