The people are dolls
Worn like their homes.
Under the fake blue sky
With dripping clouds,
Fake blue trees
And cartoon leaves
Reaching out to kiss
Their atrocious lovers.

The mind is boiling, a pure fire of hatred and loathing. The world is the target.
A sick, mind-numbing tumble of vile repulsive, meaningless life.

CAFFEINE the collection, full of works penned in the darkest pit of a young life. This collection was first started on a spare piece of paper in the back of a notebook, and since then has grown. A twisted confusion of words bled through the pages of a book, this collection will open your eyes to the brutal, vile and vulgar aspect your falsified life.

For some, authors are the essence of life, for others, an author's work is the essence of life.