Overwhelmed senses World spirals, no control Bleeding ears and eyes
Month: August 2020
Shamshael #2: Underneath the Bridge
The dust hissed with the first rain drops. Sam watched the darkening earth from beneath the bridge which had been his home for weeks, feeling
Certainty
Death takes us all, some With agonizing slowness, Some quick as a whip
Being a Doctor
A frat with no party, Hazing doesn’t stop, and you Can’t ever escape
Consolation
You could say at least I survived, but not all Of me lived through it
Delusion
I pretended for Awhile that I had friends and Wasn’t what I am
Melodramatic Physician 