“i am not thankful as i should be...i want to grind my knife into my heart but i don’t have the heart to do it...please find me (i’m invisible)” FearViolencePoemDespairInvisibleSelf LoathingSelf Hate Author:Scott C. Holstad
“i’m sleeping next to no one or no thing except the mirror and the only thing i see in the room is the reflection of the person i despise the most” PoemDespairIsolationReflectionsSelf HatredDistortionsAlone Quotes Book:Shrapnel Source: Shrapnel
“You could see it in her eyes – pain made them very deep. Everything about her reeked of death – that gorgeous skin, haunted eyes, porcelain breasts – death masking a soul just marking time. People wanted to get into her. She just wanted a grave. Some wishes eventually get fulfilled.” PainDeathPoemDepressionReflectionSelf AwarenessWishes Author:Scott C. Holstad
“As children, we played cowboys and Indians through the fields and forests, looking for foes as though being set upon was the worst we’d face. As children we found horseshoes, dusty hidden treasures buried in dirt, and we’d take them home and hang them on our walls alongside our Farrah and football posters. Innately we knew that someday we’d grow out of this, so mornings and afternoons we’d carry on, content, a real word in our small vocabulary.” Growing UpChildhoodPoemFutureInnocenceMaturityAdulthoodReflections Author:Scott C. Holstad
“nocturnal goings on like thunder dreams of a dark, dank hunger...like bitter tendrils of ghostly hands forcing you apart, like the boogeyman hiding in the eternal closet, waiting & wanting you & me too,..” DreamsPoemNightmareGhostly Book:HSTQ: Winter 2025 Source: HSTQ: Winter 2025