Last Minute

Scott McShawshank I never knew what I would be thinking when I got here. I always assumed it would have been something about my friends and family. Don’t get me wrong there is definitely some of that but not as much as I expected. As I stand here, I think about how my family will …

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Dragon or Na?

I wrote this after watching How to Train Your Dragon and having an existential crisis... so this is what you get! I’d rather die fighting a dragon than anything else. Well, I’d also be okay with dying to some other mythological creature, my personal favorite creature is a hydra, but if Cerberus or a minotaur …

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One Week With Depression — The Psych Talk

Check out the post that I wrote for The Psych Talk. It was a lot of fun and I hope to do more work with them soon. Click the link below to read the whole thing and then read some of the other stuff that they've put up too. It's worth your time. To me, …

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Wait Until It’s Over

Nothing that I write it supposed to inflict depressed thoughts on anyone. These are just some struggles that I have shoot through my head from time to time. Scott McWaitingroom Does it ever feel like you’re just wasting your life? You haven’t done anything impressive and everyone around you has. Some people have kids and …

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Hue

Scott McCrayola Hue was a man whose heart was made of gold. His crystal blue eyes could comfort all of the people around him; they cradled you like the ocean cradles a boat. The wispy white hair on his head was a constant reminder that age doesn’t have anything to do with youth since he …

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Clockwise

Ratt and Sia were right. Scott McHerooftime Every day is a gift. If you’re given the privilege of opening your eyes to see the yellowish-white ceiling with that ugly design that every ceiling in history has had, then you need to make the most of your day. Get a shower and start it off right. …

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Mt. Snoring

I wrote this while in a kind of weird state of mind. It either turned out okay or it's complete garbage. I haven't made up my mind yet. Scott McMountainclimber All I want in the world is whatever I want in the world. I want the freedom and creativity to write rhymes That don’t rhyme …

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Infinitesimal

With the scale of the universe and the tremendous amount of weight that each of us puts on ourselves and others, it's no wonder we all feel empty. Scott McTiny When I look to the stars or to the sea, there are endless things to observe. There are so many different creatures and planets; so …

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Aliens

This is related to a game that a few of my friends and I played when I was younger. I personally think growing up is a joke and people forget their roots or abandon their imaginations too easily. This is kind of an homage to that. Scott McExtraterrestrial There was always a UFO somewhere. The …

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Down the Rabbit Hole

Scott McAliceinWonderland “Turn the TV off,” she said. I know that we were running late already, but she didn’t need to tell me to turn the TV off. I’m not that easily distracted. I can have some background noise on if I want. It probably helps me work faster than otherwise, since being left to …

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Don’t Move

Scott McStationary Lay still. Don’t move. What will happen if I stand?   The window looks welcoming. The mouthwash looks delicious. There’s a knife in the kitchen. There’s a gun in the basement.   Don’t move. Eyes open. What will happen if I stand?   I could swing from the rafters. Start the car, garage …

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Blank Stares

Don't look up. Ignore them. Keep going. Scott McEyecontact Keep your eyes down. Keep them away from those that you pass. Keep them where no one can see what’s inside of them. Keep your eyes down to the ground. Don’t dare to look up. Avoid confrontation form a passerby. Avoid the uncomfortable feeling of having …

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Ax Me a Question

This is not meant to disrespect anyone. Every lifestyle that's chosen is difficult in its own way and is arguably just as difficult as any other. Written by: Scott McWordplay Art by: Kiersten Lee Ketter I’m either going to work my ass off and become a big success, or I’m going to drive the blade …

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Grandfather Clock

When depression and anxiety hit at the same time that you're working on a project, time becomes a very unwelcome enemy. Scott McFatherTime The chimes of the loyal timekeeper echo through the halls, vibrating my bones. It’s midnight again. It’s midnight again. It’s another midnight. Another entire day of nothing. When all else fails, I …

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Spotlights and Attack Helicopters

Welcome to Room 101, where no one can hear your screams and the rats are hungry. Written by: Scott McMusophobia Art by: Kiersten Lee Ketter It’s not 1984 or Brave New World. Each of them would be favorable when compared to the nightmares that I see every day. I see only darkness and spotlights when …

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Ambient Noise

Scott McTinnitus Birds chirping. Streams rolling. Dogs barking. Winds blowing. Lost in thought. Not sure where to go. Not sure what I’m meant to do. Just… lost. It’s beautiful. These sounds… they follow me. I want to be alone. They make me feel unsettled. They make me feel calm. I’m right where I need to …

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Flesh-Eating Bacteria

Scott McNecrosis I was told that it was treatable but yet, it’s eating me alive. I’ve tried medication after medication and nothing seems to work. It’s hard not to lose hope. With no chance of relief, what’s the point? I feel like I’ve lived a decent life. It’s not as long as I thought it …

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Get Out of My Head

The voices clang harder than someone chewing with their mouth open, breathing like they just ran a marathon or the vibrates of an unsilenced phone. They ring in a way that causes unbearable stress. I can do nothing but leave the room until they stop bickering and barking at each other, aggravating me more than …

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Filling Buckets

Scott McFantasia Every time I disappoint you, one drop of sweat forms on my brow. I wipe it away with a handkerchief that’s moldy and ripped, then ring the sweat into a bucket. The bucket has filled by only the smallest amount every day. At first it was just a few drops the seemed harmless …

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Color Blind

Black and white. White and black. Gray and grayer. Scott McMonochromatic I miss the blue of the sky that I used to see. The green of the grass that no longer appeal to me. The red of the roses and the yellow of the sun. When I used to look outside, I was gripped by …

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