ADHDhazard

Everyone gathers round to watch the struggle, to hear the sound. Like Nails on a chalk board, screams stop the chatter. A tone so morbid, as glass, pain would shatter. The tone once sharp now numb to your ears, numbing built up of your tears over years. The symphony cold the audience shameless, The death toll thousands the victims nameless. A tear faced daughter clings close to her father, expressionless numbing sends minds to the slaughter. but That’s the way it has been made since men said trust and disobeyed. Instinct seems animal so culture is civil Numbing of loving tells nothing of evil. Should a man preach against t

I awoke shaking so violently. I awoke wreathing in pain and through the blur of my vision I could see the millions of stitches keeping me together. I awoke franticly screaming in a cold sweat of pain wreathing and ripping open the fresh wounds as my eyes and throat flood with blood and shadows through the din surround me and put me to sleep. In my sleep there is nothing. A white seems to appear but it is only the backs of my eyes where light has such pity as to travel. Again I awake, but this time not in pain. I awake alone, numb and cold in a dim hospital room. The Green fluorescence fazes me as my pale eyes strain to focus. My eyes rest har

The king lives alone in his ominous spire. Trapped with his troubles. Trapped in his mind. The floors burn away, as the walls slowly crumble to sand as they blow away. White eyes and dark skin hardened in years. Never moving never blinking At what assaults his fears. His mind is blank his fears have ceased concealed in his tower alone. His armies have fallen, his enemies dead and he suffers for this to atone. All that is left is his body. All that is left is his mind. Alone in that shell is his spirit locked in eternal bind. The walls turn black and spiral and wind, Burned with the will of his heart and his mind. Blue and black an