God Bless The Broken Road Novels & Stories

The last thing I heard before the door closed was the whisper of his guitar strings. Killian’s little parable made me paranoid. I tried to put it out of my mind, but it tended to creep back in every time something less-than-perfect happened. And a lot of less-than-perfect things began to happen. You hear musicians talk about the Road, about the toll the Road takes. Back in 1973, Bob Seger wrote a song about it, “Turn The Page,” where his life as a rock star takes on this dark, relentless grind.

Well your faith was strong but you needed proof, You saw her bathing on the roof, Her beauty in the moonlight overthrew you. She tied to you a kitchen chair, she broke your throne, she cut your hair, and from your lips, she drew that Hallelujah She sang her four Hallelujahs, each one weaker and weaker. Her voice would rebound as she continued in lyric, then dim again at Hallelujah. I've seen your flag and marble arch, But love is not a victory march, It is a cold and it is a broken Hallelujah

She has her head in her heart and a broken body Never wrong but she always says sorry Takes the pain and throws away her pride For a man with a hole in the middle of his chest Promising herself that she'll only see the best So she stays and gives away her life Ooh Head in heart and a broken body (cause it's easier to keep) Head in her heart and a broken body (holdin' on to something sweet) Head in her heart and a broken body ('cause it's easier to keep) Head in her heart and a broken body (holdin' on to something sweet)” I am touched. Her voice was… Damn, stop. But the song was a perfect fit. That’s exactly me and her.

All that He did for them, all that He had given and sacrificed for them and to gain such slanderous moniker, THE Downtrodden Bastard. He did not move nor say anything. His eyes were black and deep like an abyssal ocean. Lips as red as bleeding roses, and he lifted his calloused but gentle hand, reviling all that made His people sad. Then, everything was frozen in Time and cold in their heart. For the evil of souls knew, the Downtrodden Bastard has come for His sweet revenge.

My resolves breaks into fragments of dusts. Goddess help me because I am totally fucked. -----

His body shook as he broke down crying. He hurt… He hurt everywhere. His back, his stomach, his ass and his insides. His heart was broken. He felt disgusting and used. ‘Thaddeus will never want me now.’ Aiden thought. Aiden knows Thaddeus will never want him after feeling what just happened to him. He's going to be disgusted knowing that another man touched him. Knowing that another man's cock was just inside him. Knowing that another man just came inside him. He's dirty, disgusting, and tainted. He's used, and Thaddeus is going to be repulsed by him.

I am different things, I am my demons, I am my sister's killer, I am darkness, I am broken, but never am I light, never am I happy, never am I smiling truly and it's all because I can never be this things. I am darkness. I am broken. I am unbelievably damaged. I am a broken artist who has lost his muse. I am the devil's child. I am darkness, the sooner everyone sees that, the better for them. I saw it a long time ago and God knows I had no choice but to accept it.

“I called her last night just to ask for money.” Frank did not utter any words and just went fast in front of Demir then he quickly crumpled his shirt because of what he heard from him. “That’s the only time I needed her help and I am sorry if I called your wife.” Demir swallowed and felt the tightness of Frank’s fist on his shirt. “I have no choice and we both know that I am already broke! Last night someone rob me at the street and those man worked together to hit and break some parts of my body.” Demir told them what happened with his eyes pinned on Frank.

And then, in a whisper I could hear her voice warming me, as an assurance that everything would be all right. “I missed her.” *** *M****a - Shit*

He then put on his guitar and started singing. "ITS YOU, IT'S ALWAYS YOU... IF I'M EVER GONNA FALL IN LOVE I KNOW IT'S GONNA BE YOU IT'S YOU... IT'S ALWAYS YOU MET A LOT OF PEOPLE BUT NOBODY FEELS LIKE YOU SO PLEASE DON'T BREAK MY HEART DON'T TEAR ME APART I KNOW HOW IT STARTS TRUST ME I BEEN BROKEN BEFORE DON'T BREAK ME AGAIN I AM DELICATE PLEASE DON'T BREAK MY HEART TRUST ME I BEEN BROKEN BEFORE