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Poetry | Updated Apr 24, 2014 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
I am caught..like a fly on a spider web. I am ignored..as if I am always talking to no one at all. I am a lie..that shall always remain. I am a keeper..of all your hidden secrets.
By James Edgar Cooper
Falling in love with someone might be considered one of the most beautiful things that we could ever experience, if it goes well of course... But when you are already in love with someone and decide to go behind their back to share love to another, other than your own partner, it becomes...
This isnt my life story. This is just the story of the pain , and suffering i've met in my life.
a love letter of nostalgia, pain, hope, sadness and fear
By Saint Sibiya
This is a poem of a bad break up, failure to make up, the aftermath of a bad break up, the endless desire to look back, and the failure to apologise
Poetry | Updated Apr 22, 2014 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
By Ami Brewis
Abbey Mikaelson died, and it wasn't an accident. I committed suicide. No one was there to stop me. No one was there to help.No one cared what happened.My sister hated me, my ex-best friend left me behind, and there's a red-headed devil that was the bane of my existence. To some people I might...
People who have anxiety disorders can sometimes have panic attacks, and take from somebody with a history, they are incredible unpleasant. When I was in primary school, other kids used to make me feel like shit on purpose so I would have a panic attack, and apprantly I looked like a 'jellyfish'....
I loved him. He loved me. That is all I have to say. The rest you find out out. But this isn't a happy love story.
Novel | Updated Apr 21, 2014 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 5
A familiar feeling that's not quite right.
Completely original that I wrote in a hard time.
Poetry | Updated Apr 21, 2014 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 2
I was angry and hurt and the words just fell out.
By Juli Monat
All about you, but not me.
By Marie Dei
Sometimes scars don't heal and they don't fade over time. The wound inside keeps festering, poisoning the inside until everything rots away.
Poetry | Updated Apr 20, 2014 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
Poem doodled in the boredom of class