Stories tagged “torment”

  • Here to Torment Me

    “Are you here to torment me?” The question is growled with a faded British accent, the kind you get after too many years away from the home country. She looks across the card table with an uneasy squint that distorts her already wrinkled fa...

    • Author: THX 0477
    • Posted about 5 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • A Lover's Lament

    I have fallen, my love. Fallen down into a pit of despair. I feel split down the middle, cleaved in two, rent into… bah, do you see my torment? I have been reduced to pathetic, redundant synonymizing. A pox on my emotions! I cast them into oblivi...

    • Author: Jay
    • Posted about 5 years ago.
    • 5 out of 5
  • Spider on the Window

    I awoke on a cold-metal table. There were others standing around me, though I couldn’t make out their features from behind the device that pinned me to the table like a squashed fly. When I realized I was immobile, I panicked, screamed, tried to ...

  • The Yard (May 17th, 2010)

    Flurries of damp snow were beginning to settle in wind driven piles in the corners of the barren yard. Men shuffled around the space, some with limp cigarettes drooping from pinched lips, hands stuffed deep into their pockets. Our thin orange jumpsuits...

    • Author: dkscully
    • Posted over 4 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • The Generous Hell

    When I arrived in Hell I expected brimstone, fire and anguish. Well, that was all there in ready supply, but no one really ever bothered with it. Instead we all sit around waiting for the next delivery of half-used hand-me-downs from the Saints for Sin...

    • Author: Yamen
    • Posted over 3 years ago.
  • Slave

    The world is turning, turning round, it keeps on spinning, wont slow down. The world is moving much to fast, i just dont know if i can last. I feel my soul coming apart, i beg and beg, touch no ones heart. The world has cast me to the waves, the cre...

    • Author: Phoenixe
    • Posted over 3 years ago.
  • A torturous ordeal

    They blindfolded him and strapped him onto a metal stretcher; pints of ice cold water were forced into his lungs through a cloth that covered his face while his mouth was forced open. He sang in shrieking fits, gagging for air. The horrific treatment c...

    • Author: Aliyyah
    • Posted almost 3 years ago.
    • 4 out of 5
  • Untitled

    Mother, You will never read this, but somehow that is the point. I will never talk to you again, and if at all possible, I will never see you again either. Despite this fact, it would be impossible for me to not acknowledge the fact that you made me wh...

  • Flashing Before Your Eyes

    My first time. My last time. My cold beer in my hand, numbing my fingers. The cigarette perched in the corner of my mouth. The door to my trailer swinging on rusted hinges. The blinds rattling about in the heat-driven wind. No animals. No birds. The sq...

  • Pain

    The recipe is simple. A sour friendship, a torn heart. Heavy bleeding. The only way to staunch the flow is to compress the heart. The heart solidifies, now a metallic shell that fills with bile and heartache. The heavy weight settles in your chest, dra...

  • Calling

    His earbuds pulse softly with music that only he can hear. His motorcycle purrs unabated down the freeway at speeds that would terrify most drivers. He flies past a cop car, and smiles when the officer doesn’t even bother to flash his lights. The...

  • Unforgettable

    Such a sorrowful mood bestowed upon thee. Such calm windless night it shall be. Darkness dwells in this tortured soul longing to be free. Trapped and grounded like roots are to a tree. Why thou father have ye abandoned thee. Times of old are again anew...

  • Terrier Tactics

    I used to know this kid called Terry: an annoying, obnoxious, self-satisfied pinprick. When I graduated from high school, I left that Bolshevik behind me. But now I have this co-worker who, if anything, is even Terrier. He’s called Span, but if I...