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My first ever poem. About a candles light running low and darkness ready to consume it.
I began a social experiment today, 8/2/15, and this was day one. This will be a 15 day minimum social experiment on my family.
Article | Updated Aug 2, 2015 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Searching for light at the end of a dark tunnel.
Poetry | Updated Jul 30, 2015 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Ted Gerard
You ever get tired of always being the good guy?
By Shielah Yuyama
Not his loss, but you do.
This is the tale of the lasts, but what about the firsts? In the shadow of humanityâ€™s last chance, everything before means nothing unless the three are found.
Poetry | Updated Jul 27, 2015 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 6 | Likes: 8
Wondering what it would be like to commit suicide started this story. Since I'm obviously not suicidal, the ending takes a sharp turn. Sorry if it doesn't seem entirely realistic, or if I've rated it wrong. Enjoy!
A poetry compilation of hope, love, fear, heartache, madness, beginnings, endings, and understanding.
Listed titles in order:
Raspberries and Guns
Single White Rose
She Who Lies in the Mirror
The Woman in Red
This is a little story about the tough time my mom and I went through while she was being diagnosed. A lot of the feelings I expressed in this short story were things I kept to myself. However since this was a school project I had to let my mom proof read it to make sure she was ok with all that...
Short Story | Updated Jul 25, 2015 | Reads: 34 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
How a pair of lovers are able to survive a deadly bus crash is described in this poem.
Poetry | Updated Jul 24, 2015 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Jeff Bezaire
Love is a beautiful and dangerous emotion - it can lift us with hope or drown us with despair, fill us with happiness or sadness or anger. It can be a friend or a foe.
(This is a type of sequel to my previous poem, The Moments)
By Jeff Bezaire
Life is filled with many moments every day. How can we make sense of them all? How do they affect us? What imprint is left on our mind?
By Shiloh Frey
Many times I write about the dreams I have, I guess they represent things from a reality.
When Skye's world gets turned upside down by tragedy all she has left are the voices in her head leaving her with many unanswered questions and into a downward spiral. Her world collides with the strong beautiful Logan, but even Logan is not safe from his demons.