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People say that death is a scary experience, but for me it appeared as an escape route. It seemed like a bright place compared to my vaguely dull life. I wasn't scared. I even smiled as I slipped into the darkness.
Short Story | Updated Mar 28, 2012 | Reads: 1 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
This content features the rambling thoughts of a fifteen-year old girl about herself, her friends, and her family.She takes a very casual outlook on life, not taking it too seariously, despite the concern of everyone around her.....
This is a poem about self harm; A girl about 16 is a self-harmer, And she ends up dead. (This may be triggering, Read at own caution) Enjoy (:
Poetry | Updated Mar 21, 2012 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3
Vic has gone through the bad and is trying to come out of the other end. Will he be able to put the past behind him for good? Will he be to salvage his relationships? Can he love purely again?
I'm just upset with a friend so i decided to write this ...sometimes freidns can be so blind
Poetry | Updated Mar 13, 2012 | Reads: 6 | Comments: 5 | Likes: 15
Just a bit of rubbish that probably doesn't even make sense. Nothing really makes sense right now..
Poetry | Updated Mar 10, 2012 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 5 | Likes: 2
A message to my friends that I somehow can't put into words face to face.
By Faded Scars
For me cutting is a horrible thing to do. It inflicts pain on not just the person, but on everyone around them. This poem is to express my beliefs, it's also to tell you how loved you are.
Vic just wants the last two years of his new high school to be calm, boring even. But the kiss from his best friend at New Years throws that out the window. And then there is his past that doesn't seem to stop haunting him. Will he be able to form new relationships and let go of old ones?
It's not like I meant to try and kill myself. Not this time anyways.
Poetry | Updated Feb 11, 2012 | Reads: 2 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A short depressing poem I wrote one day at lunch. Warning:Intended self harm
By Iggy Long
Where one stays one, surely no more will come.
Basically instead of self harming I have been writing down my past. It has helped me significantly so I thought I would share it.
A Poem about cutting-we've all felt this way at one point-or have gone or are going through it. Some of us have had relapses and others can't shake the yearning of that blade-a yearning to feel something