<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?> <rss version="2.0" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/" ><channel><title>Bradley Howington</title> <atom:link href="http://www.bradleyhowington.com/feed/" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" /><link>http://www.bradleyhowington.com</link> <description>Poetry, Short Stories and Flash Fiction</description> <lastBuildDate>Mon, 20 Feb 2012 03:32:37 +0000</lastBuildDate> <language>en</language> <sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod> <sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency> <generator>http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1</generator> <item><title>A Vampire&#8217;s Farewell</title><link>http://www.bradleyhowington.com/2012/02/17/a-vampires-farewell/</link> <comments>http://www.bradleyhowington.com/2012/02/17/a-vampires-farewell/#comments</comments> <pubDate>Sat, 18 Feb 2012 04:04:23 +0000</pubDate> <dc:creator>Bradley Howington</dc:creator> <category><![CDATA[Fictional Poetry]]></category> <category><![CDATA[New Poetry]]></category> <category><![CDATA[Love]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.bradleyhowington.com/?p=1144</guid> <description><![CDATA[The road to love toys my heart, confused, don&#8217;t know where to start. If I die this very moment, take my body —spill no tears over it. I&#8217;ve been inexcusable, played games where love grew. No blame if you destroyed my corpse. It&#8217;s no less than I deserve. Reborn, I&#8217;ll return to you - incinerated, [...]]]></description> <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 15px; width:240px;"> <img src="http://www.bradleyhowington.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/02/bh-poetry.jpg" width="240" /></p><p>The road to love toys my heart,<br /> confused, don&#8217;t know where to start.<br /> If I die this very moment,<br /> take my body —spill no tears over it.<br /> I&#8217;ve been inexcusable,<br /> played games where love grew.<br /> No blame if you destroyed my corpse.<br /> It&#8217;s no less than I deserve.</p><p>Reborn, I&#8217;ll return to you -<br /> incinerated, without your love.<br /> These games where I&#8217;ve done well,<br /> there&#8217;s nothing else in me to spill.<br /> My blood runs cold<br /> without you in death’s stasis.</p><p>The road to love toys with my heart<br /> and I don’t know where to start.<br /> Although I have done very bad things with our love,<br /> please give me one more chance to prove I&#8217;m the one.<br /> This is a farewell in hopes that you’d forgive the past.<br /> If I’m not the one for you,<br /> then I’ve found my place.</p><p>The road to love toys with my heart;<br /> I have decided to part.<br /> I no longer can put myself through this.<br /> <em>My blood runs cold through the vessels of your heart.</em></p><blockquote><p>Special thanks to <a href="http://repressedsoul.wordpress.com/" target="_blank">Shân Ellis</a> and <a href="http://eclipsingwinter.wordpress.com/" target="_blank">Beth Winter</a> for the critique!</p></blockquote> ]]></content:encoded> <wfw:commentRss>http://www.bradleyhowington.com/2012/02/17/a-vampires-farewell/feed/</wfw:commentRss> <slash:comments>0</slash:comments> </item> <item><title>The Heart of Life</title><link>http://www.bradleyhowington.com/2012/02/11/the-heart-of-life/</link> <comments>http://www.bradleyhowington.com/2012/02/11/the-heart-of-life/#comments</comments> <pubDate>Sat, 11 Feb 2012 21:15:01 +0000</pubDate> <dc:creator>Bradley Howington</dc:creator> <category><![CDATA[Fictional Poetry]]></category> <category><![CDATA[Ocean]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.bradleyhowington.com/?p=1123</guid> <description><![CDATA[Right by your side, The light touches my eyes, And I can see clearer for the first time. Everything is all right, I’ve got my heart tonight, and We’ll sing beautiful music that will touch those in the night. I’ve walked across the sea, I’ve plunged forcefully into Challenger Deep— Watching my heart screech, As [...]]]></description> <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 15px; width:240px;"> <img src="http://www.bradleyhowington.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/02/bh-poetry.jpg" width="240" /></p><p>Right by your side,<br /> The light touches my eyes,<br /> And I can see clearer for the first time.<br /> Everything is all right,<br /> I’ve got my heart tonight, and<br /> We’ll sing beautiful music that will touch those in the night.</p><p>I’ve walked across the sea,<br /> I’ve plunged forcefully into Challenger Deep—<br /> Watching my heart screech,<br /> As the marine life peek.<br /> They come to comfort me,<br /> These <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bioluminescent" target="_blank">bioluminescent</a> beings.<br /> Deep in the dark, they spark to light my way,<br /> And carry me to the abyss to show me what lies in their way.</p><p>Their light is shone,<br /> Upon their own,<br /> Dying baby organism—<br /> He’s almost gone!<br /> I open my heart and shine its red light,<br /> And sing beautiful music in the night—<br /> To bring this organism back to life!</p><p>A flickering green light appears,<br /> Out of the darkness it comes clear,<br /> He’s going to be fine—<br /> We all shed a tear!<br /> Everything is all right,<br /> I’ve got my heart tonight, and<br /> We’ll sing beautiful music that will touch those in the night.</p> ]]></content:encoded> <wfw:commentRss>http://www.bradleyhowington.com/2012/02/11/the-heart-of-life/feed/</wfw:commentRss> <slash:comments>10</slash:comments> </item> <item><title>Roshia Gold &#8211; Unbelievable (Explicit)</title><link>http://www.bradleyhowington.com/2012/02/11/roshia-gold-unbelievable/</link> <comments>http://www.bradleyhowington.com/2012/02/11/roshia-gold-unbelievable/#comments</comments> <pubDate>Sat, 11 Feb 2012 15:59:09 +0000</pubDate> <dc:creator>Roshia Gold</dc:creator> <category><![CDATA[Raps (Explicit)]]></category> <category><![CDATA[Roshia Gold]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.bradleyhowington.com/?p=1117</guid> <description><![CDATA[It’s like I’m under pressure, These people wanna murder me, me, me. I give ‘em what they want but it’s not enough, They want me, me, me. I take a deep breath, But it’s not enough, They wanna see me bleed, bleed, bleed. It’s unbelievable the way they hurt me, I swear it’s not right, [...]]]></description> <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It’s like I’m under pressure,<br /> These people wanna murder me, me, me.<br /> I give ‘em what they want but it’s not enough,<br /> They want me, me, me.<br /> I take a deep breath,<br /> But it’s not enough,<br /> They wanna see me bleed, bleed, bleed.</p><p>It’s unbelievable the way they hurt me,<br /> I swear it’s not right, but I’m just being me.<br /> They scratch at my heart,<br /> They tear pieces of me—<br /> I watch as they chew—<br /> Cannibalized me!</p><p>It’s all part of the game,<br /> Come on watch me crumble—<br /> But watch as I pick up the pieces and put myself back togethea!<br /> You can’t touch me, ‘cause I’m plated in gold,<br /> It’s unbelievable how you try though—<br /> It’s unbelievable I got you tied up in a bow!<br /> Get the fuck up outta my life before you’re ashes, yo!</p><p>I’m tired of these people thinkin’ they got me wrapped up,<br /> I’m tired of these people thinkin’ they got me messed up.<br /> It’s unbelievable the way they hurt me,<br /> It’s true that they cowardly.<br /> They can’t spit game to my face,<br /> They gotta go behind my back and think they ace,<br /> But they ain’t shit but a disgrace.<br /> They buggin’,<br /> Look at ‘em talkin’ shit over MySpace.<br /> (ha! ha! ha!)</p><p>It’s like I’m under pressure,<br /> These people wanna murder me, me, me.<br /> I give ‘em what they want but it’s not enough,<br /> They want me, me, me.<br /> I take a deep breath,<br /> But it’s not enough,<br /> They wanna see me bleed, bleed, bleed.</p><p>It’s unbelievable the way they hurt me,<br /> I swear it’s not right, but I’m just being me.<br /> They scratch at my heart,<br /> They tear pieces of me—<br /> I watch as they chew—<br /> Cannibalized me!</p><p>It’s unbelievable the way people are,<br /> I can’t escape, and if I do I can’t go far.<br /> They always around me,<br /> Talkin’ they shit.<br /> But come the fuck on,<br /> Give a bitch a break, ‘cause you don’t want me up in ya face.<br /> Ferreal.</p><p>Burn, burn,<br /> Sizzle, sizzle.<br /> You mothafuckas are unbelievable!</p> ]]></content:encoded> <wfw:commentRss>http://www.bradleyhowington.com/2012/02/11/roshia-gold-unbelievable/feed/</wfw:commentRss> <slash:comments>0</slash:comments> </item> <item><title>Roshia Gold &#8211; Invisible (Explicit)</title><link>http://www.bradleyhowington.com/2012/02/10/roshia-gold-invisible/</link> <comments>http://www.bradleyhowington.com/2012/02/10/roshia-gold-invisible/#comments</comments> <pubDate>Fri, 10 Feb 2012 22:42:11 +0000</pubDate> <dc:creator>Roshia Gold</dc:creator> <category><![CDATA[Raps (Explicit)]]></category> <category><![CDATA[Roshia Gold]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.bradleyhowington.com/?p=1105</guid> <description><![CDATA[These bitches be dirty, filthy, crusty They try to see right through me But I hold my swag high These bitches can’t penetrate my armor. Watch as I glide high. (R-O-S-H-I-A) Bitches betta praise When you’re down Love is all around Don’t let a hoe stoop so low— Steal your man, and then she gone. [...]]]></description> <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>These bitches be dirty, filthy, crusty<br /> They try to see right through me<br /> But I hold my swag high<br /> These bitches can’t penetrate my armor.<br /> Watch as I glide high.<br /> (R-O-S-H-I-A)<br /> Bitches betta praise</p><p><em>When you’re down</em><br /> <em>Love is all around</em><br /> <em>Don’t let a hoe stoop so low—</em><br /> <em>Steal your man, and then she gone.</em><br /> <em>Stick your heel straight through that bitches neck,</em><br /> <em>Watch the red fall,</em><br /> <em>Then get the fuck up outta there before the po-po comes knockin’ at the door.</em></p><p>I feel invisible, like a ghost<br /> Watchin’ all my love disappear.<br /> Haters wanna be me,<br /> But they see right through me,<br /> They know it’s not easy.<br /> I’ll let my swag be free.</p><p>These bitches be dirty, filthy, crusty<br /> These bitches try to see right through me<br /> They hit my shield<br /> Gold plated<br /> Tough and encrusted.<br /> My name imprinted on they forehead (G-O-L-D), ouch!<br /> Yeah, I’m golden!<br /> These hoes can’t get my diamonds and take my man.<br /> Two wins?<br /> Not gonna happen.</p><p><em>When you’re down</em><br /> <em>Love is all around</em><br /> <em>Don’t let a hoe stoop so low—</em><br /> <em>Steal your man, and then she gone.</em><br /> <em>Stick to ya guns, </em><br /> <em>Even if you have to buy a new one.</em><br /> <em>Don’t hesitate to pull that trigger,</em><br /> <em>And watch as that hoe is gone, <strong>dusted</strong>!</em></p><p><em>These hoes think I’m invisible,</em><br /> <em>But I can see as clear as they.</em><br /> <em>They see me for who I am—</em><br /> <em>A target—</em><br /> <em>Because I‘m not afraid to spit in they face.</em></p><p><em>Invisible to these cunts,</em><br /> <em>Yeah, that’s where I want to be.</em><br /> <em>(in the shadows)</em><br /> <em>Come around me and see what I got for you,</em><br /> <em>My shield is tight, yo.</em><br /> <em>Mess with me and it’s bad news—</em><br /> <em>Let Fox News screen you.</em></p><p><em>When you’re down</em><br /> <em>Love is all around</em><br /> <em>Don’t let a hoe stoop so low—</em><br /> <em>Steal her crowns and stomp that bitches head into the ground.</em><br /> <em>Done, <strong>aced</strong>!</em><br /> <em>Remember that bitches fucked up face.</em></p><p>(laughing)</p> ]]></content:encoded> <wfw:commentRss>http://www.bradleyhowington.com/2012/02/10/roshia-gold-invisible/feed/</wfw:commentRss> <slash:comments>4</slash:comments> </item> <item><title>No Longer Suffering</title><link>http://www.bradleyhowington.com/2012/02/09/no-longer-suffering/</link> <comments>http://www.bradleyhowington.com/2012/02/09/no-longer-suffering/#comments</comments> <pubDate>Thu, 09 Feb 2012 16:11:39 +0000</pubDate> <dc:creator>Bradley Howington</dc:creator> <category><![CDATA[Life Poetry]]></category> <category><![CDATA[Life]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.bradleyhowington.com/?p=1093</guid> <description><![CDATA[Thinking fast, Dripping down, But I know I must confess something to you: I may bleed red, but it’s nothing, I’ll brush it off for you. This light touches me and I don’t know what to do. Somebody will save me from you, But until then, I’ll endure. I’ve felt trapped within your barrier, I’ve [...]]]></description> <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 15px; width:240px;"> <img src="http://www.bradleyhowington.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/bradley-howington-poetry.jpg" width="240" /></p><p>Thinking fast,<br /> Dripping down,<br /> But I know I must confess something to you:<br /> I may bleed red, but it’s nothing, I’ll brush it off for you.<br /> This light touches me and I don’t know what to do.<br /> Somebody will save me from you,<br /> But until then, I’ll endure.<br /> <em><br /> I’ve felt trapped within your barrier,<br /> I’ve tried to escape this nightmare,<br /> I’ve screamed for endless nights—<br /> But nobody is there to hear!</em></p><p>Your hand felt so palpable across my face,<br /> I could taste the sweat escaping my pores—<br /> In fear you’d repeat!<br /> Now I’m left feeling ashamed,<br /> Knowing I didn’t please you such as you did me.<br /> Give me one more chance to make it right.</p><p>Sorry, I’ve moved on.<br /> <em>Pain will no longer touch this face.</em></p><blockquote><p>This poem is not about my life. I have a lot of thoughts soaring through my mind and have to write them out.</p></blockquote> ]]></content:encoded> <wfw:commentRss>http://www.bradleyhowington.com/2012/02/09/no-longer-suffering/feed/</wfw:commentRss> <slash:comments>2</slash:comments> </item> <item><title>Midnight Mayhem</title><link>http://www.bradleyhowington.com/2012/02/07/midnight-mayhem/</link> <comments>http://www.bradleyhowington.com/2012/02/07/midnight-mayhem/#comments</comments> <pubDate>Tue, 07 Feb 2012 23:42:51 +0000</pubDate> <dc:creator>Bradley Howington</dc:creator> <category><![CDATA[Love Poetry]]></category> <category><![CDATA[Life]]></category> <category><![CDATA[Love]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.bradleyhowington.com/?p=1084</guid> <description><![CDATA[I walk down the street in the pitch-black, I wonder when I’m going to get my heart back. Snatched away from me it was; At midnight the hour of darkness. As I pass the shop windows, Glass falls by my feet, It’s a painful image of my heartbeat. The hour is here, my love grew [...]]]></description> <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 15px; width:240px;"> <img src="http://www.bradleyhowington.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/bradley-howington-poetry.jpg" width="240" /></p><p>I walk down the street in the pitch-black,<br /> I wonder when I’m going to get my heart back.<br /> Snatched away from me it was;<br /> At midnight the hour of darkness.<br /> As I pass the shop windows,<br /> Glass falls by my feet,<br /> It’s a painful image of my heartbeat.</p><p>The hour is here, my love grew <em>crystal clear!</em><br /> As I walk down the sidewalk<br /> It cracks under my feet,<br /> It’s a painful sign that my heart will officially cease.</p><p>I’m waiting for the time to go by,<br /> But my clock is frozen at 12 o’clock—why?<br /> I can’t get a 12:01,<br /> Not even a 12:02,<br /> Because of the mayhem you put my heart through!<br /> Stuck at a rhythm unknown to you,<br /> My heart beats faster as it’s blackened by your disgust.</p><p><em>I loathe your ways, </em><br /> <em>The way you talk,</em><br /> <em>The way you taste!</em></p><p>A night of terror upon me,<br /> Mayhem surrounds me—<br /> While midnight <em>engulfs me!</em></p> ]]></content:encoded> <wfw:commentRss>http://www.bradleyhowington.com/2012/02/07/midnight-mayhem/feed/</wfw:commentRss> <slash:comments>0</slash:comments> </item> <item><title>Blackness</title><link>http://www.bradleyhowington.com/2012/02/04/blackness/</link> <comments>http://www.bradleyhowington.com/2012/02/04/blackness/#comments</comments> <pubDate>Sun, 05 Feb 2012 01:27:09 +0000</pubDate> <dc:creator>Bradley Howington</dc:creator> <category><![CDATA[Life Poetry]]></category> <category><![CDATA[Life]]></category> <category><![CDATA[Ocean]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.bradleyhowington.com/?p=1075</guid> <description><![CDATA[I’m blackness bound in chains, You can’t take it all from me, everything. Six feet under is where I once laid, I rose from this hole in the ground, ‘cause. The ocean waves caress my body, empty, Filled with blackness and void of oxygen. I’m coming for you, As fast as the ocean can flow; [...]]]></description> <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 15px; width:240px;"> <img src="http://www.bradleyhowington.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/bradley-howington-poetry.jpg" width="240" /></p><p>I’m blackness bound in chains,<br /> You can’t take it all from me, <em>everything</em>.<br /> Six feet under is where I once laid,<br /> I rose from this hole in the ground, <em>‘cause</em>.<br /> The ocean waves caress my body, <em>empty</em>,<br /> Filled with blackness and void of oxygen.<br /> I’m coming for you,<br /> As fast as the ocean can flow;<br /> Let’s see what I’m capable of, <em>action</em>.</p> ]]></content:encoded> <wfw:commentRss>http://www.bradleyhowington.com/2012/02/04/blackness/feed/</wfw:commentRss> <slash:comments>0</slash:comments> </item> <item><title>I’ll Remember This</title><link>http://www.bradleyhowington.com/2012/02/03/ill-remember-this/</link> <comments>http://www.bradleyhowington.com/2012/02/03/ill-remember-this/#comments</comments> <pubDate>Fri, 03 Feb 2012 14:38:44 +0000</pubDate> <dc:creator>Bradley Howington</dc:creator> <category><![CDATA[Death Poetry]]></category> <category><![CDATA[Blood]]></category> <category><![CDATA[Horror]]></category> <category><![CDATA[Life]]></category> <category><![CDATA[Murder]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.bradleyhowington.com/?p=1070</guid> <description><![CDATA[Do you not get what I mean? Do you not see what I’ve seen? Everything is gone, turned black and frozen, while I suffer next to emotion. The power of emotion has me, Yet there’s no way to grasp pieces of my life. I laughed, I failed, and I nailed Your corpse on the wall, [...]]]></description> <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 15px; width:240px;"> <img src="http://www.bradleyhowington.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/bradley-howington-poetry.jpg" width="240" /></p><p>Do you not get what I mean?<br /> Do you not see what I’ve seen?<br /> Everything is gone, turned black and frozen, while I suffer next to emotion.<br /> The power of emotion has me,<br /> Yet there’s no way to grasp pieces of my life.<br /> I laughed, I failed, and I nailed<br /> Your corpse on the wall, a plaque—<em>I’ll remember this</em>.</p><p>I’ve made mistakes, broken, torn through hearts, emotion,<br /> You’ve taken it all, again, it’s nothing new so grab a pin.<br /> Write to me what all you’ve caused, what all you’ve done,<br /> I might accept your apology,<br /> But too late, you’re the present I hold dearly.<br /> You’re done.</p><p>That blood dripping down my wall over there is lovely,<br /> You should of thought about that before you double-crossed me.</p> ]]></content:encoded> <wfw:commentRss>http://www.bradleyhowington.com/2012/02/03/ill-remember-this/feed/</wfw:commentRss> <slash:comments>0</slash:comments> </item> <item><title>Choke on This</title><link>http://www.bradleyhowington.com/2012/01/31/choke-on-this/</link> <comments>http://www.bradleyhowington.com/2012/01/31/choke-on-this/#comments</comments> <pubDate>Tue, 31 Jan 2012 15:21:45 +0000</pubDate> <dc:creator>Bradley Howington</dc:creator> <category><![CDATA[Fictional Poetry]]></category> <category><![CDATA[Humor]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.bradleyhowington.com/?p=1050</guid> <description><![CDATA[Come on baby, I know you drive me crazy, But I’m not the one for you. If you give me a chance, You know I’ll romance, I will give myself to you. Ooh… It’s not like that, it’s much like this, Yes, that’s right, you know it’s true. I’ll take what you give, I’ll give [...]]]></description> <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 15px; width:240px;"> <img src="http://www.bradleyhowington.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/bradley-howington-poetry.jpg" width="240" /></p><p>Come on baby,<br /> I know you drive me crazy,<br /> But I’m not the one for you.<br /> If you give me a chance,<br /> You know I’ll romance,<br /> I will give myself to you.</p><p>Ooh…<br /> It’s not like that, it’s much like this,<br /> Yes, that’s right, you know it’s true.<br /> I’ll take what you give,<br /> I’ll give it back like <em>this</em>,<br /> Oh, you know it’s appreciative.</p><p>Like me or not,<br /> You know I’ll win the spot,<br /> I’m up for that kind of stuff.<br /> Bend me over, spank me, give me a kiss,<br /> Yes, I like it like this—<br /> Do I look good in this dress?</p><p>I’m not all about me,<br /> I want to make you tea,<br /> Please you and then I’m out of this dream.<br /> I’m a woman with goals,<br /> I’ll take your pants home,<br /> I won’t wash them tonight, ooh.</p><p>Breakfast in bed?<br /> I shouldn’t of let you in,<br /> My love for you grew thin.<br /> I’m taking the love we had to the bank,<br /> I’ll make a deposit while you think—sh!—it’s not polite to speak.</p><p>I’ll leave you with a Post-it note,<br /> Stuff it down your sexy throat,<br /> And watch while you choke.</p> ]]></content:encoded> <wfw:commentRss>http://www.bradleyhowington.com/2012/01/31/choke-on-this/feed/</wfw:commentRss> <slash:comments>0</slash:comments> </item> <item><title>Depression Looms</title><link>http://www.bradleyhowington.com/2012/01/30/depression-looms/</link> <comments>http://www.bradleyhowington.com/2012/01/30/depression-looms/#comments</comments> <pubDate>Mon, 30 Jan 2012 13:39:36 +0000</pubDate> <dc:creator>Bradley Howington</dc:creator> <category><![CDATA[Life Poetry]]></category> <category><![CDATA[Life]]></category><guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.bradleyhowington.com/?p=1038</guid> <description><![CDATA[Depression looms, But it’s up to me to excuse. I suck life into a dark room, I dwell on the threatening parts. Depression looms and tears me apart, It seems to always be there, next to me, A shadow taking over me. Depression looms, It’s stressful and consumes. Suicide is never the answer, But with [...]]]></description> <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 15px; width:240px;"> <img src="http://www.bradleyhowington.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/walking-corpse.jpg" width="240" /></p><div id="attachment_1037" class="wp-caption alignright" style="width: 442px"><a href="http://www.bradleyhowington.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/walking-corpse.jpg"><img class=" wp-image-1037  " title="Walking Corpse" src="http://www.bradleyhowington.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/01/walking-corpse.jpg" alt="Walking Corpse" width="432" height="241" /></a><p class="wp-caption-text">Walking Corpse by Gonzalo de Lara</p></div><p>Depression looms,<br /> But it’s up to me to excuse.<br /> I suck life into a dark room,<br /> I dwell on the threatening parts.<br /> Depression looms and tears me apart,<br /> It seems to always be there, next to me,<br /> A shadow taking over me.</p><p>Depression looms,<br /> It’s stressful and consumes.<br /> <a href="http://www.suicidepreventionlifeline.org/" target="_blank">Suicide</a> is never the answer,<br /> But with depression, it enters.<br /> Your mind fights to keep it at bay,<br /> But your life comes to an end today.<br /> Says depression, anyway.</p><p>Depression looms,<br /> With this disease, I cruise.<br /> My mind fighting, again.<br /> When will depression end?<br /> Therapy doesn’t help,<br /> Medications aren&#8217;t felt.</p><p>Depression looms,<br /> It’s left my mind bruised.<br /> The healing process has begun,<br /> Depression, put down that gun.<br /> It’s controlled and caused vile thoughts to enter,<br /> But depression has broken the walls, and finally surrendered.</p> ]]></content:encoded> <wfw:commentRss>http://www.bradleyhowington.com/2012/01/30/depression-looms/feed/</wfw:commentRss> <slash:comments>2</slash:comments> </item> </channel> </rss>
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