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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Eyes

I got the idea for this while watching Evil Genius on Netflix. I have quite an active imagination so this short was written from the perspective of genuine fear that someone was constantly watching me, but as I wrote it, it took on a kind of mystical form. Scott McCablesucks Whether I’m showering, sleeping, reading …

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Best-Case Scenario

Scott McOptimism You know, there are more thoughts than you would think that go into suicide. No one will ever need to talk me out of it because of the fears that I have that keep me from it. What if I try to hang myself and the rope snaps? I don’t want to be …

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Too Bipolar to be Relied Upon

Depending on the month, week, day, minute and second, I love and/or hate myself. Sometimes I view my actions as though I'm a god on this mortal planet (or like how Kanye views Kanye) while other times I see myself as this scum that doesn't deserve to live because I'm contributing nothing to the world. …

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Weight of the World

I don't even know how to use an atlas. Scott McCartographer I struggle every day to be happy. It’s not easy for me. Some days it gets really hard; hard to the point where suicide fills every second of thought. On other days it’s not so bad. I only think about suicide maybe… maybe a …

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Only Pain

I'm usually the kind of person that you either love or hate. There's not usually an in between and sometimes I feel like even the people that love me, hate me too. I guess it's a self-esteem thing but whatever the cause, I almost always feel like I'm burdening someone. Scott McBadshot I feel like …

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Snapped

A lot of terrible things happen every day. My stomach randomly started rebelling against ice cream, I need to replace a part in my toilet so that it won't run infinitely and sometimes people find the only thing that they can do to feel better is some heinous stuff that hurts the ones that they …

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Flavor of Life

Scott McTasty You look and search and wait and crave. It’s amazing how much weight you give the unseen drive for something you’ve never felt or experienced. Everything, and I mean everything, revolves around this unsung emotion, one that avoids you like the people that you push yourself away from. You work day in and …

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Face-First into a Rose Bush

Roses are nice but not worth slowing down for. Scott McBotanist Stop and smell the roses. Okay, I’ll give it a shot. Everyone tells me that I move too fast whether they’re using the colloquialism or not, but they’re always saying the same thing. I haven’t stopped to smell flowers in a long time. I …

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Nothing

Scott Mc   It’s hard to explain. It’s like you’re a broken record player, skipping over and over. It’s like you’re a wilting flower, dreaming of blooming again. It’s like you’re a marathon runner with two broken legs. It’s like you’re a lion’s prey, being eaten alive. It’s like you’re driving into oncoming traffic. It’s …

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Constructive Criticism

Scott McBargainshopper It’s on sale now for $8.96 from Walmart. If I order the hard hat and everything else that I need, I might be able to get free shipping; all I need to do is spend more than $35.00. Actually, I don’t need the free shipping, I’ll just pick it up later. I don’t …

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Not Here

Haven't you ever felt that feeling of needing a break but the second you get a break, it's not enough and then you go on a deep dive into your consciousness looking for what you need to truly feel relaxed, and then you think about running away from home, work, family, friends, troubles, sadness and …

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Last Words

I think about death all the time and I know I'm not the only one. Whether you're 15 or 100, the idea of death is terrifying at every turn. The unexpected timing, the unbelievable pain, the lack of control and the sudden goodbye that you can't make, it's all horrifying and nothing can prepare you …

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Knife to Meet You

I wrote this based on an idea from my girlfriend, Alex Oliver, and she loved it. I've also heard from one of my other writer friends that the idea was good, but they thought everything about the execution was wrong. I hope more people agree with Alex on this one, but if not... whatever! Scott …

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Helium

This is the second part in the balloon series. I hope it's... blowing your mind. Actually, I hope my writing pops into your thoughts in all hours of the day. No no no, I hope that my writing inflates your self-esteem. Scott McHotair They keep getting smaller and smaller. It’s so unfair. They’ve always had …

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Grounded

This is the first of two parts, the second coming tomorrow. It's a simple piece that goes over the distinct differences in thought and how no matter what, people are never happy with what they have, but rather envious of everything they don't. We follow a balloon that was never given the air that it …

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Grunzediano Htohutsg

Tcots Eynmcink I would give anything to understand – no – I would give anything to feel how others feel. It’s like that scene in Pinocchio where all the naïve puppet wants is to be a real boy, when he is really only painted driftwood. Or like how Andy feels when he’s giving his toys …

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The Sun’s Rays

The sun is one of my favorite things, yet it's warmth can be a terrible reminder of the coldness of everything it touches. Scott McSunnyday When your gentle ray’s bounce from my fragile, lightly tanned skin, I am left with a comforting warmth that leaves little to be desired. Sweat pours down my face and …

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The Step

I am depressed. It's as simply un-simple as that. I have depression. I frequent thoughts of suicide, and for some of you, they are more frightening than your biggest fears. I have no intention of killing myself, yet nobody really intends to kill themselves until they're stricken with the sudden feeling of hopelessness that nobody …

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Red Skies

Most people that I meet are perfectly fine with how their lives have turned out and I find that respectable and comforting. I love seeing that people are happy with their work, relationships and goals, and that most people are well on their way to achieving what they don't already possess. For some odd, narcissistic …

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