September Son
@septemberson.bsky.social
Artist, dog-lover, and avid reader.
I really am Captain Chaos.
September 25, 2025 at 4:46 PM
I really am Captain Chaos.
And then one day you realize you have so much less ahead than you do behind.
September 17, 2025 at 2:46 PM
And then one day you realize you have so much less ahead than you do behind.
Oops. Guess I gotta run around naked until I get some laundry done.
September 17, 2025 at 1:33 PM
Oops. Guess I gotta run around naked until I get some laundry done.
Turned 59. Still processing that. But I’m guess it’s better than the alternative.
September 17, 2025 at 1:17 PM
Turned 59. Still processing that. But I’m guess it’s better than the alternative.
Feeling old, useless, and crazy.
July 30, 2025 at 9:36 PM
Feeling old, useless, and crazy.
On a voyage of rediscovery. Destination: Myself.
July 29, 2025 at 4:47 PM
On a voyage of rediscovery. Destination: Myself.
Man oh man, I don’t know if having testosterone again is worth putting up with the emotional chaos I’m feeling right now.
July 18, 2025 at 5:41 PM
Man oh man, I don’t know if having testosterone again is worth putting up with the emotional chaos I’m feeling right now.
It began under neon lights and ended in the shadows. But echoes still last, haunting the present.
July 15, 2025 at 3:16 PM
It began under neon lights and ended in the shadows. But echoes still last, haunting the present.
I’ve been trapped in silence my whole life, I guess the grave won’t be much different.
April 9, 2025 at 3:09 PM
I’ve been trapped in silence my whole life, I guess the grave won’t be much different.
It’s an itch. And sometimes I still scratch.
December 23, 2024 at 3:42 AM
It’s an itch. And sometimes I still scratch.
Tilted toward cracking.
November 20, 2024 at 6:20 PM
Tilted toward cracking.
I try to catch the spots of light shining through the dark forest leaves.
November 20, 2024 at 6:20 PM
I try to catch the spots of light shining through the dark forest leaves.
She was a 100 proof bottle of pain.
November 20, 2024 at 6:20 PM
She was a 100 proof bottle of pain.
I wrote myself a noose and hung on every word.
November 20, 2024 at 6:20 PM
I wrote myself a noose and hung on every word.
I stand at a campfire, the ashes low and cold. I see shadowy figures flitting around in the gloom beyond the embers and I know one of them carries the fuel I need to stoke the fire once again.
November 20, 2024 at 6:20 PM
I stand at a campfire, the ashes low and cold. I see shadowy figures flitting around in the gloom beyond the embers and I know one of them carries the fuel I need to stoke the fire once again.
Take a deep breath and say goodbye. Even if it is only to the wind.
November 20, 2024 at 6:20 PM
Take a deep breath and say goodbye. Even if it is only to the wind.
.:hold my heart in your hands like a bloody prize:.
.:smile with teeth sharpened on my soul:.
.:smile with teeth sharpened on my soul:.
November 20, 2024 at 6:20 PM
.:hold my heart in your hands like a bloody prize:.
.:smile with teeth sharpened on my soul:.
.:smile with teeth sharpened on my soul:.
.:who knew emptiness could burn so fiercely?:.
November 20, 2024 at 6:20 PM
.:who knew emptiness could burn so fiercely?:.
.:Love is a death punch to the chest:.
November 20, 2024 at 6:20 PM
.:Love is a death punch to the chest:.
.:oh, to be the demon in her chest once more:.
November 20, 2024 at 6:20 PM
.:oh, to be the demon in her chest once more:.
.:can’t hold it in:.
.:it has no home:.
.:breathe it out:.
.:an orphan in the cold:.
.:it has no home:.
.:breathe it out:.
.:an orphan in the cold:.
November 20, 2024 at 6:20 PM
.:can’t hold it in:.
.:it has no home:.
.:breathe it out:.
.:an orphan in the cold:.
.:it has no home:.
.:breathe it out:.
.:an orphan in the cold:.
.:please please please:.
.:don't let the sadness shine from eyes today:.
.:i don't want peeping toms:.
.:looking into the empty windows:.
.:don't let the sadness shine from eyes today:.
.:i don't want peeping toms:.
.:looking into the empty windows:.
November 20, 2024 at 6:20 PM
.:please please please:.
.:don't let the sadness shine from eyes today:.
.:i don't want peeping toms:.
.:looking into the empty windows:.
.:don't let the sadness shine from eyes today:.
.:i don't want peeping toms:.
.:looking into the empty windows:.
.:i wasn't enough:.
.:it wasn't enough:.
.:and i gave it everything:.
.:it wasn't enough:.
.:and i gave it everything:.
November 20, 2024 at 6:20 PM
.:i wasn't enough:.
.:it wasn't enough:.
.:and i gave it everything:.
.:it wasn't enough:.
.:and i gave it everything:.
.:Everything I write here slowly empties the vessel:.
.:but pixels are so small:.
.:but pixels are so small:.
November 20, 2024 at 6:20 PM
.:Everything I write here slowly empties the vessel:.
.:but pixels are so small:.
.:but pixels are so small:.
.:The paper burned as I wrote and I put the ashes in an envelope full of goodbyes:.
November 20, 2024 at 6:20 PM
.:The paper burned as I wrote and I put the ashes in an envelope full of goodbyes:.