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On a leash…

. . Black heartless Beast, oh my! Monster made of Shadows and lies… I’ve learnt to live With your breath On my neck, The distinctive stench, Evil, yet so close To my yearning heart. Keeping me, all the same Whole, and apart… Why did I ever Let my eyes glance away, From the cage Where…… Continue reading On a leash…

Blogging · Fiction · poetry · Thoughts

Broken mask…

. How can I Keep the piecesOf this cracked maskTogether, withTied up hands?I feel the burningFissures lickingMy cheeks, andI understand…The end isComing,Though maybe notThat near.When the darknessShows, as it alwaysDoes,I fear….When will IFinally just giveUp and giveup trying?Sometimes I feelIt wouldn’tHurt allThat much Dying?I’ve always knownI wouldNever growReally old.Reality hitsHarder thanAnything I’veEver been told.But I…… Continue reading Broken mask…

Blogging · Fiction · Second chance · stories · Thoughts

One special day… (January 6th FFF)

I was invited (well, not personally, but still) to Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date, years before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I decided…… Continue reading One special day… (January 6th FFF)

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N like Nemesism…

  . I am done with you. He didn’t expect a response, but the lack of it made him angrier. I did everything I could to please you… Make you proud. I tried so hard… Tried to love you, to make you love me… And all that’s left from it is pain and frustration… And…… Continue reading N like Nemesism…

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Russian roulette… (Late August 13th FFF)

I was invited (well, not personally, but still…) to join the Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date, years before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I…… Continue reading Russian roulette… (Late August 13th FFF)

Blogging · Me myself and I · Thoughts

Shockwave…

This morning I woke up to a short, yet surprisingly intense trembling of the earth. It might have been just an earthquake, but for Chéri and I, it was a shockwave announcing a tragedy. Chéri was getting ready to work, and I still lay in bed, contemplating the day off in front of me. My mother asks…… Continue reading Shockwave…

Blogging · Fiction · stories

Mathilda…

They had to secure the area, and quick. Why was it, the captain wondered, that these calls were always placed late in the night? It was already annoying enough to have to work the graveyard shift, but in the darkness, the police cars’ lights attracted neighbours like moths. At least, they didn’t have to worry…… Continue reading Mathilda…

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To death and back… (July 24th FFF)

I was invited (well, not personally, but still…) to join the Fandango’s Friday Flashback! Fandango scrolls back, every Friday, and gives a second chance to a post he had published on the same date the year before. I thought it was a great way to remember some of the stuff I did a while back, and I decided to participate… So…… Continue reading To death and back… (July 24th FFF)

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Midsommar…

  When a young American couple accepts the invitation of a Swedish friend, to come with him and celebrate a nine days long mid summer festival in his remote rural home village, the events quickly take a series of dark turns…   Although ”Midsommar” is listed as a horror film, I’d rather say it qualifies as…… Continue reading Midsommar…

Blogging · Fiction · Late night post · stories

Red…

”Crimson red”, she thought. Like her favorite lipstick… Like the fine Pinot Noir she had sipped on, just moments ago. The bath’s water was exquisitely warm, like a blanket, wrapped around her. She felt slightly dizzy, and wondered if it was the wine kicking in, or just… Then again, she didn’t really care. Curiously, she…… Continue reading Red…