My first venture into prose. Heavily inspired by, but not an account of, personal experiences, this is a series of 'notes' that will eventually form a larger collection to expose the bigger picture.
Or I hope it will, because I haven't written it all yet. Check back for updates.
-H. Messenger
-
Abruptly, I wanted nothing more than to be there, behind the sheltering walls of my insular world.
-
The waves of shapeless, foreign thought washed past me, fragmenting into broken shards of sedated consciousness as I lay in mock rest...
-
It killed me that the only time I felt alive anymore was when I was dead to the world...