Jb : Writing

Lucy

Lucy

A Poem by Jb


The quiet night The quiet sight The quiet thoughts As they take flight The walls can’t talk So they’re quiet, too They just move bef..
Realizations

Realizations

A Story by Jb


That was the scariest night of my life. I was extremely nervous in the hours leading up to the dose, but then things seemed to brighten up a bit i..
Why it had to die?

Why it had to die?

A Poem by Jb


My body won't stop tremblingUntil these words break freeFrom the place where they are lodgedWithin my throatBut I can't let them escapeBecause I reall..
War

War

A Poem by Jb


Hollow eyes, hollow soulDemons chained up in the backyardNever together, never wholeEverything's still too hardGrass is dying, children lyingSummer da..
Corpse

Corpse

A Poem by Jb


Corpse is moving Watch the corpse look The corpse is missing Everything you took Everything you’re breathing But you don’t know you&r..
Six

Six

A Poem by Jb


Liquid words that flowOut of desperate lipsVacating inhibitionErasing all the gripsLacerating the lonelinessOne moment makes you wholeVenturing beyond..
My Bed of Thorns

My Bed of Thorns

A Poem by Jb


Memories begin to floodThe bed of thorns in which I'm layingMy rotting legs run after breathBut the water continues slayingSlaying after all of the li..
forever

forever

A Poem by Jb


Fleeting and falling faster than my tearsOminous sun rays casting all my fearsRelinquished so many timesEscaped from so fewVacating my sanity, it's al..
trying to be pure

trying to be pure

A Story by Jb


It was raining. It was 5 am. The raindro..
I'm a rock n' roll suicide

I'm a rock n' roll suicide

A Story by Jb


How Rock n' Roll Suicide, my favorite song, relates to my life.

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