Tag: Life

  • Day 200 – Two Hun-Dread – Whispered Words

    Day 200 – Two Hun-Dread – Whispered Words

    Two hundred days of madness,

    words from me to you,

    bathed in the blood of the innocent,

    bathed in the blood of you,

    I’ll tear my own heart out to show you,

    I’ll slit my own throat with a knife,

    I’ll spill everything I have,

    just for one more moment,

    so I can show you mine,

    so I can show you how much this is killing me,

    so I can show you how I’m dying inside,

    or is that another lie,

    just so I can watch another die…

  • Day 200 – Memories – Whispered Words

    Day 200 – Memories – Whispered Words

    Memories of blood,

    of something else,

    that was,

    it wasn’t a dream,

    it wasn’t a lie,

    memories of a life,

    a lie,

    now,

    who am I?

  • Day 199 – Touching The Void – Whispered Words

    Day 199 – Touching The Void – Whispered Words

    Arms stretched out,

    reaching for you,

    then I opened my eyes,

    and realised,

    you’re gone,

    and I,

    am still here.

  • Day 199 – Something Hidden – Whispered Words

    Day 199 – Something Hidden – Whispered Words

    relentless,

    unforgiving,

    ripping,

    tearing,

    mauling my everything,

    twisting,

    turning,

    polluting my soul,

    my sin,

    making me,

    something different,

    someone new,

    something hidden,

    something free,

    something else,

    something,

    not me.

  • Day 198 – Lies, Truth, Repeat – Whispered Words

    Day 198 – Lies, Truth, Repeat – Whispered Words

    Words,

    you use them as a weapon,

    you twist and you turn them,

    making them something,

    they shouldn’t be,

    hiding behind them,

    so others can’t see,

    you’re ripping us off,

    you’re deceiving me,

    and then it all comes out,

    the truth is finally told,

    you cry and you moan,

    you promise and beg,

    you swear that was the last time,

    you swear it will never happen again,

    but it take only moments,

    before you’re doing it again,

    repeating the same mistakes,

    but then again,

    so am I.

  • Day 198 – Pain – Whispered Words

    Day 198 – Pain – Whispered Words

    Inside I am dying,

    while outside I seem full of life,

    but it’s a lie,

    it’s a shield,

    a cheap magic trick,

    to deceive your eyes,

    reality is not as much fun,

    as the lies I tell,

    so stop trying to get to the truth,

    the truth,

    well,

    it’s hell.

  • Day 197 – Sleeping Sin – Whispered Words

    Day 197 – Sleeping Sin – Whispered Words

    Your blood soaks into my skin,

    as I bathe in what you were,

    what a word that is,

    were,

    the past,

    and not the present,

    it was  before I forced it out,

    with a slash of my knife across your throat,

    do you remember it all?

    when you wriggled and you writhed,

    when you screamed and you chocked,

    as I held you down,

    I remember your eyes pleading with me,

    but it was all too late,

    your life was almost over,

    but my thirst,

    would never be that way.

  • Day 196 – My Chorus – Whispered Words

    Day 196 – My Chorus – Whispered Words

    Death,

    it stalks me,

    it calls my name,

    I dare not answer,

    I dare not show my fear,

    for it wants me,

    it needs me,

    but I cannot bare to look,

    at it’s ugly face no more,

    for I am almost nothing,

    I am almost gone,

    a pale shadow am I,

    a mask is worn to shield my face,

    I don’t want to face it,

    I don’t want to see,

    but one day soon,

    it will finally make it’s dash,

    and come for me,

    so until then,

    until that day,

    I’ll fight and run,

    to live,

    for today!

  • Day 195 – Negative/Positive – Where It Ends

    Day 195 – Negative/Positive – Where It Ends

    It was hell waiting for the results, I knew everything would be okay, well, I hoped it would, one slip up is nothing right?

    When the doctor came into the room, the look on his face made my bladder lose control of itself for a few moments. He ran a sweaty hand through what little hair was on his head, and said, we need to take you in for more tests.

    I asked the questions, the ones any of us would, but he couldn’t give me an answer. I said when, he handed me a container and said now, it was important to get on top of it all before it’s too late.

    TOO LATE? WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAN MEAN!..

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  • Madness Reborn Into Something More

    Madness Reborn Into Something More

    Hello, yes, I know, it’s rare that I post a message to all you who grace my blog with your visitation, well, once a month, sometimes every Friday, but, this is sort of a month end sort of post. I just wanted to share a few words about the blog with you, before I post the latest Where It Ends short.

    Whispered Words is a mainstay from here on in, I enjoy doing them, and I think, I think, you all enjoy reading them. They are from someplace deep, dark and fucked up, but, they are emotional pieces of my mind, that don’t find their way out in the shorts. So, you’ll continue to see them for the foreseeable future.

    Where I Start and Where It Ends will more than likely take the place of 50 Word Stories completely. I find the whole idea more fun, constructive, and well, it’s just better. I can change it if I want, add words, take out words, hell, I can do anything to it, because, it’s just the start.

    Re-blogging, here is the fact, originally I created this site for myself, and my own work, fact done. But, you know what, fuck facts, there are some damn good writers out there finding inspiration in some of my stories and building something awesome out of them, making them their own, and leaving me sitting back in awe. So, I’m going to make it a habit, a constant one, that when someone adds to something I’ve posted, I’m going to re-blog the sucker here for you all to read, because, it’s just awesome!

    The Roundhead, is not done, there is things happening, that I’ll keep you in the loop about when I have more info. But for now, keep your eyes out, because it’s going to be a sweet arse ride, I can guarantee you of that.

    Lies Of A Broken World will return, I’m tweaking things, I’ve grown more and more since I started this, and I see massive faults, but, I also see other things I can do to it. So, look for that sometime in the near future.

    YouChallenge is not dead, just asleep, it will return, sometime soon, but at the moment, I’m having fun doing all this other stuff.

    Rewind & Rewrite will be regular, every Wednesday, it might be one, or it might be three of the early stories of the blog, re-blogged and prettied up for you all to read for the first time, or read again, in a more defining form.

    That’s all I wanted to say, if anyone has any questions, thoughts, or comments, you all should know by now, I always reply, and, I love reading other peoples stuff as well. So, if you’re new here, and I haven’t visited your blog yet, or like anything for a while, remind me!

    Cheers,

    Matt

  • Read Someone New For Friday

    Read Someone New For Friday

    I didn’t post one last week, as I had a few things on, and I was thinking to myself, how can I make this more interesting. More beneficial to not just me, but also to you. So I had an idea. I’m going to suggest 3 blogs I follow, blogs who post on a regular basis, and post great stuff, in my opinion anyway.

    And then, if you like, I’d like for you to mention in the comments section, 1 to 3 blogs you follow who do the same, along with your own blog to top it off, and lets see if we can turn this into a bit of a crazy moment of togetherness…

    Okay, yeah, there’s the crazy part.

    But anyway, lets see what happens.

    it could be something dark,

    or something sweet,

    or something bloody,

    oh wouldn’t that be a treat?

    but then again,

    it could be lame,

    so in that case,

    you are to blame,

    for it was not I,

    I gave it a shot,

    I threw my hat in,

    and I sharpened the blade,

    I tied the victims,

    I slit their throats,

    you dug the hole,

    it wasn’t deep enough,

    they arose again,

    and came after me,

    but why was it me,

    when it was you who failed?

    So, yeah, that just happened, anyway if nothing does happen from this, well, so be it, I’m not going to loose any sleep over it, it’s not what my blog is about, it’s about my works, but, maybe, it’s about connections as well.

    So, feel free to add in the comments your blog, and 1 to 3 other blogs you think people should follow.

    SO WELCOME TO, THE NEW AND IMPROVED READ SOMEONE NEW FOR FRIDAY


    SlasherMonster Magazine

    Rough And Ready Fiction

    Sinisterdarksoul

    So, post away, or not, but always remember, read, like, write, and share!

    Matt

  • The Art of Yazgar – Daily Doodle 144

    The Art of Yazgar – Daily Doodle 144

    The depiction is so uncanny, this is so what my head looks like… Madness!

  • Day 189 – Take It All – Where I Start

    Day 189 – Take It All – Where I Start

    I never meant to hurt anyone, I never meant for them to die the way they did, I loved them all, each as much as the next in line, I loved everyone, and they, loved me. It was her, she did it, corrupted me, made me do it, but, I guess you want to know what I’m talking about. I guess you want to know what happened when Sister Mary sold her soul, to the devil…

     

    You can view the final version HERE.

    OR

    You can also, finish it off yourself, the only rule, this has to be the start, the words can be changed, it can be twisted, a little, but, it still needs to fundamentally be the same beginning.

  • Day 188 – This Is My Sin – Where It Ends

    Day 188 – This Is My Sin – Where It Ends

    “When this all first started, we had some good times, perfect times almost, you could say,” he says with a smile.

    “That’s before you showed me who you were, before you change!” he yells.

    “No, that is where you are wrong, for I did not change, it was you.”

    He laughs, “Really, you’re going to play the blame game? I thought I already did that eons ago?” He says as he drags back on the cigarette, then blows the smoke into his face, causing him to splutter and cough. “Can’t you see Derick , we are but peas in a pod, you and I, made to torment each other, made to burn this world to the ground, and dine on the flesh and blood of all who come before us.”

    “You’re insane, we were made for better things, not this, not destruction.”

    “Don’t mock my words,” he growls as he leaps to his feet, and slaps Derick hard across the face with his open hand. “We were created to rule, mother made that so, and we would be ruling by her side, if it wasn’t for you, falling for those things, those, humans.”

    “They are far greater beings than you or I could ever be, can’t you see that, can’t you see their beauty? Remember when we….”

    He slaps his again, harder this time, “Do not try and preach to me, I know what I have seen, I know what I have witnessed, I don’t need you to twist my memories into your own needs, they’re cattle, tools, a means to an end, nothing more. When the first was given existence, did we not wonder at them? Did our eyes not grow wide, and our tummy’s hungry?”

    “Stop it! Can’t you see that it’s all changed, our power, gone, along with mother, can’t you see they don’t need us, and that, in itself is our ending.”

    “WE WILL NEVER END!” He screams as he grabs Derick by the throat, and tackles him to the ground. “I NEVER WANTED THIS, I NEVER WANTED TO END YOU, I ONLY WANTED YOU BY MY SIDE AS IT WAS ALWAYS MEANT TO BE!” He yells.

    “It’s too late for dreams old friend, we are but memories, fading, they don’t believe anymore, they have new gods to worship, new places to gather, we are, nothing. So, free me, let me go, let me finally rest.”

    Tears stream down his face, as he tightens his grip, as the sound of bones breaking vibrate around the room, Derick gasps for air, for a breath, cocking on his own blood, and he smiles and then, the room explodes in a white light, he shields his eyes, and then, the light is gone, and he is alone.

    “I will make them remember, I will remind them of who we were, and they will come bow before me, as I build my kingdom on their bones,” he gets to his feet, clenches his hands into fists. “All sons of Adam, all daughters of Eve, prepare, for I am coming, and I will not rest, for I am your sin born into flesh.”

    END

  • Showcase – The Grateful Dead – A Life Less Free

    Showcase – The Grateful Dead – A Life Less Free

    An amazing story inspired by one of my Whispered Words, it has so much heart, I don’t normally reblog, so enjoy!

  • Day 188 – This Is My Sin – Where I Start

    Day 188 – This Is My Sin – Where I Start

    “When this all first started, we had some good times, perfect times almost, you could say,” he says with a smile.

    “That’s before you showed me who you were, before you change!” he yells.

    “No, that is where you are wrong, for I did not change, it was you.”

     

    You can view the final version HERE.

    OR

    You can also, finish it off yourself, the only rule, this has to be the start, the words can be changed, it can be twisted, a little, but, it still needs to fundamentally be the same beginning.

  • Day 186 – Lamentation – Where It Ends

    Day 186 – Lamentation – Where It Ends

    “I crawled from the pit, my body, broken, bloody, and all I could think of is what I’d do to you, once I found you,” he says, through bloody, clenched teeth.

    “I bet you didn’t think this was how it was going to go?” She says as she grabs the handle of the blade that sticks from his chest, and twists it, he screams in pain.

    “Fuck you Sarah, have you’re day, but I’ll be back, I’ll crawl from where ever you dump me, and I’ll try again, and again, until your head is on a pike outside my front door!”

    She laughs, “Mitchel, so much hated inside you, is this really still over me killing your family? I mean, honestly, I’ve heard of holding a grudge, but to actually pull yourself from, well, wherever you went after I put that bullet in your head, to come and get revenge seems overkill. Wouldn’t it be a smarter thing to find your family and drag them forth, from the unknown with you.”

    “They were not where I ended up, they, they were somewhere better, somewhere I’ll never get the chance to go.”

    She laughs again, louder this time, “Oh my, so you went to Hell and your family went to Heaven? That is a terrible thing, even in death, you’ll never be with them,” she laughs some more before she straddles him and drives another knife into his chest, he screams in pain, as she smiles gleefully, licking her lips with her tongue. “Does it hurt? Do you want death? Beg me! Beg me for it and I might let you taste it once more, or, do you want to taste something different?” She says, as she leans down and kisses him, his eyes widen, then he bucks wildly, trying to throw her off him, but the pain, his injuries, in fact, everything up to this point, has left him too weak. She pulls back and wipes his blood from her mouth. “Some people don’t know the finer things when they taste them,” she says as she gets to her feet and looks over at two big brutish men, both dressed in expensive, black suits, with dark red shirts, she motions for them to approach her. “Take him down below, and throw him in one of the cages, I don’t want him rising back from the dead and coming to surprises us again, I’d rather keep my eye on him if I can.”

    “I-It’s not going to stop me, n-n-nothing will s-stop me, I’ll have my revenge one day, I’ll have your head!” he yells as they pull him to his feet.

    “I don’t doubt that one little bit,” she says, as she runs a hand across his face, gently caressing his cheek.  “I’m just going to prolong it for as long as I can, you see, me and you, we’re fated to keep crossing paths, that is true, but, I will choose how they intersect, not you,” she says, as she slashes a blade across his throat.

    END

  • Day 186 – Lamentation – Where I Start

    Day 186 – Lamentation – Where I Start

    “I crawled from the pit, my body, broken, bloody, and all I could think of is what I’d do to you, once I found you,” he says, through bloody, clenched teeth.

    “I bet you didn’t think this was how it was going to go?” She says as she grabs the handle of the blade that sticks from his chest, and twists it, he screams in pain.

     

    You can view the final version HERE.

    OR

    You can also, finish it off yourself, the only rule, this has to be the start, the words can be changed, it can be twisted, a little, but, it still needs to fundamentally be the same beginning.

     

  • Where I Start & Where It Ends

    Where I Start & Where It Ends

    A new addition to the blog is Where I Start and Where It Ends. The titles are pretty self explained, the Where I Start is the first few lines of what I am writing on the day, they will be between 2 words and 100 words, never more or less. And then late in the day, you’ll get Where It Ends, which will be the complete story. This will randomly rotate with 50 Word Story’s and their Expanded version, all the while Whispered Words will be somewhere in between along with, Rewind & Rewrite, early posts reworked a little and posted for your enjoyment.

    Cheers,

    Matt

  • Welcome, to month seven…

    Welcome, to month seven…

    Six months complete, 185 days, a halfway point if you may.

    What does month seven hold in store for us?

    An impossible rewrite of an ending that was incomprehensible, the return of a day that brings bad luck, a future jumping con-man who’s games meet unknown ends, a house that welcomes sin and, maybe, possibly, the new beginnings of something old…

    Plus more Whispered Words from somewhere deep and dark.

    Month seven, sounds like a wicked treat..

    Until next we meet, sin deep.

    Matt