Bottled to Breaking Point
He didn't remember what had started it in the first place, what had made him snap like this, but he was at least aware it had been building up for quite a while. In fact, Adrian knew exactly what had catalysed it. He'd been working hard, spending...
The Canary Out From Hell’s Coal Mine
This is a vent piece originally posted in november 2022.
Thinking Of You Through the Remnants and Renovations
Earlier when the loss was still fresh he'd vent to and take comfort in just talking to others but now it's been months with every part of the loss's aftermath handled more or less and him feeling like any more venting he did about that loss and what came after
Warm Up - 17 | Gut Feeling
**Warm Up - 17 | Gut Feeling** "There was a whisper, the dying of the flame. Oh hushed voices speak no more, oh their cold fingers reach me not. Only poison remains." Ricky whispered to himself. Snow piling up in the...
Untitled venting story or "Oh dear."
_WAAAAAAAGH!_ A shrill, pathetic cry of pain reverborated off of the walls in the cold, empty warehouse after a loud thud. Three figures were the only thing moving in the derelict building. Holding up a bloodied, bruised rabbit by the neck, a...
The Depths of Perceived Echoes
Thus i wrote a vent poem on a topic that doesn’t feel like it’ll be put to bed anytime too soon. this felt like a return to form for me in terms of the speed i finished it among other things. originally posted in november 2024.
Uncertain If You Should Tug That Loose Cord
Uncertain If You Should Tug That Loose...
Two Distinct Islands In A Shared Sea
Wrote this vent piece a while ago. it’s wrapped in metaphor and a bit less heavy than usual. a tale of two islands getting by in their tiny sea. originally posted in february 2023.
No Plateau Even for the Thirsty
This was a venting poem about the state and problems of the world at the time i wrote and posted it originally. it’s kind of bleak, pretty angry, political and attempting to tackle at least several issues at once.
Fighting Against The Continuously Numbing Cycle
Fighting Against The Continuously Numbing Cycle ...
Seal On A Revolving Carousel
A vent poem that i meant to be a bit abstract. originally posted in october 2023.
I Swear I’ll Bring You A Rose Next Year
I Swear I'll Bring You A Rose Next...