Seven Chapters from a Sad Sack Loser's Life - Chapter Two

Chapter Two of "Seven Chapters from a Sad Sack Loser's Life."

a cola poem

it tastes so good like capitalist nirvana, swishing it around like a pretty one-night stand, but it comes in a box on-demand without the long wait under a Bodhii tree the trouble is:

On a train

I wish I could describe to you in your cramped house with the sheltered garden the spaciousness I see, the expanse I feel when riding in a train across the plain.

Happy

hell be be happy

All i have is flowers

people dont like to talk about death it always there. this is nt sad it about being sad and moving on.

Young and in love

she was in love mmm

Lycan Rising Chapter 4

All I can think about is him preventing me from going to my mom. He must have done something to her. This isn’t my fault. It must be his. I can feel my anger rising.

Lycan Rising Chapter 3

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light

Lycan Rising Chapter 2

The hallway is lined with photos, memories that I no longer feel like I deserve. Each picture is a shot to my heart.

Scared (part 2)....

get me chocolate get me cake please or a fizzy drink i feel faint too much preparation for bad news specialists and nurses i can't stop thinking about you empty yet hurt the separation

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