I hear your name across the bar, but its just my imagination. I know your out with her. Maybe shes sitting on your couch, right at the spot i used to sit. Maybe shes eating from the same tub of icecre...
Some say this is our hell. That some greater lies beyond. We have our own prophecies on what we shall face in the face of death. Are we really ending a life, or is it a start of a new beginning? We fe...
The weeping woman cried tears of blood. The tears burned her flesh and stained her cheeks crimson red. No one could figure out why she cried. Was she sick? Was she insane? No. She would pick the petal...
I stumble into the bar, shouting for another drink. The bartender looks me over, trying to think. He wonders if I can handle another shot, but if I were him I would think not. I see her there across ...