Carrying on a tradition Hey Dad — It’s been a long time since I wrote to you. But I’m back now. I just figured that I could do this. So, why not. Things have not been going so well. I really miss asking for your advice and seeking your wisdom…

‘You should respect me more.’ ‘I am doing so much for you.’ The black eyes of the demon hurls under my eyeballs. Penetrating my skull, my blood splatters across the wall in the hallway. The angel on the other side cries out in a desperate wail. …

Nightfall. The winds of autumn sneak under my bones. I shiver. Sheltered in a layer of dissociation, the days pass. Reality is fluid, never consistent, shadows and colors swirl, my mind is leaden. Residing beneath the heavy sparlking gems that are blinding my mind, I constantly fall asunder, then reconcile…

The Queen’s Return In the realms of the here and now, exists the in-between, where demons linger I paid a visit, without a warning, the doors opened Hence, the swarm begun. They welcomed their sister, baptized in the blood of the past, the battles fought Their grin and teeth, so familiar, the stench Hence begun to…

The Annihilation Of The Chatatonic As I sit, the bench is steaming, sizzling under the heat of hells; My heart pounders, as I try to repel, all the flames Of the burning hell. Don’t come now, darling the soil is unsteady, I’m sinking a bit and you, you stay where you are While…

Paroxysm ‘Good morning, guys!’ — I read the text faintly. — ‘Careful with today’s training material from the client, there is a really graphic decapitation in it! Enjoy your days!’ cutscene; The biometric mass collides into a solid wall as I cruise among the people. Supposedly, they are people. The…

Love is at the corner, a comet from the Sun, The great descend has its outburst, On the edge, I stand between the fire And the land of the unknown. He’s at the valley, of the shadows of death Fearing only his own shade, There is no other evil, only the self The…

Horror hits me The feeling of death comes over me Madness breaks out Madness hits me Frenzy The soft hand, my father’s palm, his warm, soft skin, melted under the fire into which he was thrown, Hard iron, grid, cold earth, a box A mass of pulverizing bones, it has become My mother clutches the urn The smile, the…

Existence in the void — I don’t want to feel anything anymore. I dream of becoming a vessel, a string of organisms that breathes and pulsates without intellect. Without any awareness of its existence. Something that is alive, but empty. Living. Without emotions. Fear. Awareness. Without any qualities of a human. Noises rumble around it. Everything swirls…