Hi folks and welcome to my personal blog of introspection, creativity, and exploration.

Here you'll find many creations of mine including: comics, short stories, poems, diaries, posts about life, and the occasional post on indie game development.

I'm striving to stay on the creative path to heal and grow.

Sunday, November 26, 2017

The Dark Sentinel

The dark prince sits at the back of my heart
The wounds of my past guarded by his ghost
It sits over the hole and watches as I heal
Realized all I am because of you
There he sits forever guarding
With a heart of black and gold
Will his corruption remain in my own?
I dreamt of the ghost restored
A king filled with love and hope
Is it possible he will find his heart?
Lost and found.
Helped me find my heart
The blackened sentinel stirs
My fear to love
From afar, a wish of restored life
No more tears.

Sunday, November 19, 2017

A Misfit

Abyssal sands that have drowned my love.
In a buried heap of weathered sandstone.
I crawled and clung to this feeling, gone.

Thursday, November 16, 2017

Wednesday, November 15, 2017

The Diary of the Hapless Hero: Day 7

© KDB
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Day 7


What I just saw is beyond comprehension. There was one of those damn things. One of those creatures standing outside of the building. It was hovering around the old man that lives in one of the apartments on the floor below mine.
It was doing something strange to his head. Something with his mind. It was sucking something out of his brain but no one else saw it. How come no one else noticed it? No one can see them. No. A very long tongue was reaching into his mind. Christ, I’ve never seen anything like it. A blue light  from the old man’s skull into it’s mouth, like it was sucking his life from his brain. Like some kinda energy smoothie. Energy smoothie? What does that even mean?
But he didn’t see it.
I almost ran into a crowd of people but it noticed me. These things can see me too? It looked straight at me with it’s blood eyes. It stopped sucking from the old man and turned it’s attention to me, so I bolted. Bolted fast.
It’s chased me down and I don’t know what to do. I think it screamed and called more of them. I’m hiding in a building from it. There is something seriously wrong with reality. I don’t know what to do to fight them off. I think hear something.
It’s coming closer.
<< Day 6

Wednesday, October 25, 2017

Orange Stained Tongue

Spinning ‘round and ‘round
the world was spinning
The sky was cloudless
no more rain today, how ‘bout everyday?
Stained my fingers with orange popsicles
and strawberry ice cream kisses
Slide through the grass, slip n’ slide
even if it cut our knees a thousand times
The trees were tall and hard to climb
but the branches were my test
Sticky sap stuck on my fingers,
spiky pine cones falling on your head
If only I could climb that high!
The bees would whiz by
a super soaker, not again
Revenge, here I come,
explosive water balloon
The night seemed to never come
and when it did we’d huddle in
Time for Uno or cartoons on the old T.V.
let’s go for one more round
Dinners ready, come and eat
but I wanted pancakes instead!
Time for bed, crickets would scream
I don’t want the day to end
Brush your teeth, change into your shortcake pj’s
is that sap on your knees?
Lay your head, my restless girl
tomorrow will come and you can play again
A summer memory as I fall asleep

rests forever inside my weary head.