Thrill me with reality

contracted domestic roles now confuse
confusing fear into angry blinded sadness
sadly falling down to me I abuse
abusive mental lies punish me to madness
maddening loneliness sweeps away my life

a labyrinth of feelings isolate myself
selfishness builds me up only to hide
hiding changes, denying words spoken dearly, hard truths felt.
feeling now I have already died
reflections of what was me fading fast

reasons to worry about my next breath allude
allusive conscious plagues my days
daily manufactured amnesia pushes me to exclude
excluding those I love existing in a haze
closer I slip into melancholy

pictures prove only to fuel the flame of hate
hatred toward extended arms
arming myself to endless concerning prate
prating illogically back to intoxicating chemical charms
disremembering my life I close my eyes…

I had started “Thrill Me With Reality” (TMWR) with books in mind and perhaps that is still true, but due to the fact that I am an advocate of technology I must adjust to the ways of the web. I will even consider the “social networking” sites again.

My plan for this site is not very grand. As I start to wind up TMWR this will slowly become it home. I need to be very clear that everything with TMWR is fiction and it is NOT directed or intended for non adults or those whose feelings are easily hurt.

I am sure not too many people with see this site, but if I don’t even start it then I am sure no one will see it.

Let’s see where this takes us.

Join me?