Tag: Life

  • Day 209 – Pillar – Whispered Words

    Day 209 – Pillar – Whispered Words

    climbing,

    pulling,

    clawing,

    digging,

    exhausted by it all,

    the light is slowly fading,

    my life is slowly slipping,

    into the endless pit,

    into a world of darkness,

    struggling,

    straining,

    draining,

    weakening,

    as the pull is too strong,

    I can’t hold on,

    all I want to do it let go,

    but,

    vengeance,

    it’s keeping me strong,

    strong enough to carry on.

  • Day 209 – White – Whispered Words

    Day 209 – White – Whispered Words

    pale,

    white,

    cold,

    as you lie there,

    in a pool of red,

    sticky,

    thick,

    congealed,

    what once flowed through your veins,

    what once carried the oxygen you needed,

    that keep you alive,

    until of course,

    I slit your throat,

    bleed you out,

    and I took your life,

    I took back,

    what was mine.

  • Day 209 – Waiting – Whispered Words

    Day 209 – Waiting – Whispered Words

    Waiting,

    dehydrating,

    slipping away,

    into the endless place,

    where time is nothing,

    where it stands still,

    slowly,

    tirelessly,

    losing my grip,

    losing all sense,

    of who I was,

    suffocating,

    in this endless place,

    while I wait,

    for you to come,

    and fix the fucking hot water cylinder you prick,

    where are you,

    when will you come,

    do you realise what I have to do,

    do you realise what is to come?

    I’ll split your head,

    once you’re done,

    once you fix,

    this fucking thing.

  • Day 208 – Regret – Whispered Words

    Day 208 – Regret – Whispered Words

    Every word I said that night,

    all the hate that poured out,

    I meant them,

    they were,

    and always will be,

    the truest words I ever said,

    I ever said,

    to you,

    can you say the same,

    or did you just lie,

    like you always did,

    when it came to me.

  • Day 208 – New Found Flame – Whispered Words

    Day 208 – New Found Flame – Whispered Words

    Dancing in the dark,

    dancing all alone,

    while no music plays,

    while my eyes are closed,

    emptying all inside,

    forgetting all the pain,

    forgetting you,

    forgetting me,

    finding that place,

    that place within,

    where I’m happy again,

    with who I am,

    with me,

    are you?

  • Day 207 – Clay – Whispered Words

    Day 207 – Clay – Whispered Words

    clawing through the clay,

    digging through the mud,

    I head towards the surface,

    to make my escape from this hole.

    your face is all I see,

    hate controlling me,

    it’s brought me back from the other side,

    to take revenge,

    to take your head,

    to bust your world,

    because,

    it want’s you,

    instead.

     

     

     

  • Day 207 – Silk – Whispered Words

    Day 207 – Silk – Whispered Words

    Smooth like silk,

    soft,

    wet,

    thick,

    salty,

    as it flows,

    escaping your throat,

    through the tear I made with my blade,

    as you heart pumps it out,

    slowly,

    you empty,

    until,

    there is nothing left inside,

    but empty veins,

    and empty eyes.

  • Day 206 – Gestation – Whispered Words

    Day 206 – Gestation – Whispered Words

    Let it seep in,

    let it soak,

    deep within your stomach,

    my sin will eat you out,

    regret,

    what is that word,

    it’s something that I don’t know,

    but you, you bitch you know,

    exactly what this is about,

    it started as a joke,

    it started as a fling,

    but soon it became something worse,

    soon it became my sin,

    so watch your fucking step,

    watching your fucking throat,

    becasue I’m coming to taste my pain,

    I’m coming to get you again.

  • Day 206 – Sleep – Whispered Words

    Day 206 – Sleep – Whispered Words

    What are you?

    Do I know you?

    Have we been apart of each other before?

    Or, are you something new,

    something different,

    something I’ve never seen before,

    something,

    what?

    Is it true,

    are you really this,

    a thing I once saw,

    I’m sure once felt,

    words without a mouth,

    sound without a cry,

    whispering sweet nothings,

    waiting,

    waiting for me to die,

    or,

    are you waiting for me to lie?

  • Day 205 – Sanitation – Whispered Words

    Day 205 – Sanitation – Whispered Words

    How deep is enough,

    how low do I need to go,

    who’s blood do I need to spill,

    to get you to understand,

    to get you to listen,

    to hear my words,

    that mean nothing,

    that are only sounds,

    that come from within,

    that,

    that are seeped deep in sin,

    from what I have done,

    to who I have hurt,

    you’re on the list,

    you are,

    the first.

  • Day 205 – Zombeen – Whispered Words

    Day 205 – Zombeen – Whispered Words

    Your smell,

    is like vomit,

    putrid,

    and unclean,

    you need to wash your face,

    you need to wash it clean,

    you need to us some soap honey,

    you need to wash those maggots out,

    you need to do something baby,

    because you’re stinking this place right out.

  • Day 204 – Play Thing – Whispered Words

    Day 204 – Play Thing – Whispered Words

    You never wanted me for anything other than what I could do for you,

    you never needed me like I needed you,

    you treated me like shit,

    you used me when like your slut,

    and then when it was done,

    you moved on to someone younger,

    someone more dumb,

    but understand my words,

    for they will be the last you hear,

    fuck you,

    I never really loved you,

    I only loved to fuck you.

  • Day 204 – Moon Beams – Whispered Words

    Day 204 – Moon Beams – Whispered Words

    They said it was like that,

    like a rush,

    like a wave hitting you in the chest,

    but for me,

    it was like I was kicked in the balls,

    and punched in the face,

    we all feel it differently,

    for me,

    it wasn’t pleasure,

    it was pain,

    no fine line,

    no blurring,

    it was pain,

    and I hated,

    and,

    they all paid the price of my pain.

     

  • Day 203 – Call Me – Whispered Words

    Day 203 – Call Me – Whispered Words

    To the depths,

    of the end,

    to the heights,

    of the beginning,

    when it all was one,

    when time,

    was fun,

    when it was then,

    and then was all,

    so,

    heed my call,

    pick up the phone,

    for this night,

    is far from done.

  • Day 203 – Invisible – Whispered Words

    Day 203 – Invisible – Whispered Words

    Tempting,

    isn’t it,

    to just run,

    to hide,

    to become,

    invisible.

  • Day 202 – Vice  – Whispered Words

    Day 202 – Vice – Whispered Words

    Am I just another of your stupid whores,

    following you around with my tongue hanging to the floor,

    waiting for a moment,

    waiting for a look,

    for you to notice me sitting here,

    to notice me at all,

    I’ll strip down to my flesh,

    I’ll pump blood to make it hard,

    I’ll do what you want,

    look at me I’m dancing,

    look at me I’ll sing,

    I’ll do almost anything,

    just so you will notice me,

    just so you will say,

    you wrote something beautiful today,

    you wrote something with heart,

    you wrote something that touched me,

    but as for tomorrow,

    well, you better make a start.

  • Day 202 – Seldom – Whispered Words

    Day 202 – Seldom – Whispered Words

    Time,

    it passes,

    like a blur,

    like a random thought,

    like a wet dream,

    is it what it’s all meant to be,

    are we worth more,

    are we bound for something greater,

    are we our own mistakes,

    what makes it worth it all,

    do you?

    do you make it worth it?

    or am I just lost in the cycle,

    unable to escape,

    uncaring of the end result?

    who knows,

    I don’t,

    because if I did,

    would I be asking this?

  • Day 201 – Shame – Whispered Words

    Day 201 – Shame – Whispered Words

    I am,

    I was,

    I could be again,

    I just need to escape,

    to free myself,

    from this,

    madness,

    this,

    insanity,

    that is eating at me,

    inside,

    turning me,

    twisting me,

    into something,

    you don’t understand,

    you don’t,

    want to,

    you can’t see,

    but strangely,

    that’s the way I want it,

    so when I drive it in,

    you won’t know until it’s to olate,

    that I was always here,

    watching,

    waiting,

    for something different,

    something new,

    to take you,

    to make me,

    see what I see..

  • A New Coat Of Paint And A Slight Change To The Title…..

    A New Coat Of Paint And A Slight Change To The Title…..

    After 200 days, I thought it was about time I spruced the place up a little, gave it a new coat of paint, and tried to fix, the things that annoy me. There is now a generic header for each post type, I’ve done this because there has been moments when I’m no where near a computer and I can’t get a header completed for a post, so, to fix this, I have removed the need for a new header every post, and replaced is with the aforementioned generic header.

    The title of the blog has changed just a fraction, Matthew Tonks’ has been added to the beginning, to make it more, well, more my place on the web, you know, this is where all the crazy stuff my head creates will be posted.

    When re-blogging posts from other awesome fiends out there, they will be called Showcase posts, and you will be able to find them under the Something Different Banner, along with all things outside the normal run of the mill blog shite.

    The site will under go a complete change over as time moves on, to the new headers and what not, but for now, it’s just the most recent stuff.

    I’ll leave you with a little bit of a story, a little opening, on something I’m working on, that should be out, somewhere, soon……

    ย The blade rips into his flesh as he cuts, using the knife like a saw, bloody torn flesh falls to the floor below him, and he laughs, staring at his reflection.

    “‘It was the words that drew it in, it was the night that sealed their sin, the devil smiled from somewhere afar, as our hero burned the dying star, whispered words, vaulted sins, the devils work, forever, begins,” he says, the lights flicker, as energy snaps violently through them, as he continues to look into the mirror, the blood drips from his face into the sink, he grins, his face grotesque, ripped and torn into a mask, in the form of a demented smile, that is now carved in his flesh. With a shaky hand, he raises the bloody knife once more, stretching the skin around his eye with his other hand, then digs the blade in and screams….

    Cheers,

    Matt

  • The Art of Yazgar – Daily Doodle 155

    The Art of Yazgar – Daily Doodle 155

    Awesome image to help bring day 200 to an end ๐Ÿ‘