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By Robert Kasch
Want to go on a long ride? Say for about forty years.
Poetry | Updated Dec 7, 2014 | Reads: 19 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
A short poem about mental illness.
By Austin Blair
I'm only still a teenager but I have been through some dark times. This story revolves around myself and what I have been through, nothing good comes from your own self destruction. There will be people who can relate and people who cannot. Hope you enjoy it and please don't judge others
By Nocturnal Ponderings
This poem means something specific to me, but can be interpreted in many ways. I'm quite proud of it and I hope you enjoy!
Hi! This is a short story I wrote recently... for no particular reason. It was inspired by a song I know, a story my mom once told me, and of course, my own imagination. It's about... well... I don't think I'll tell you what it's about. The story is kind of open to interpretation. I mean, I...
PFC Jack Martin recently had gotten separated from his group,and he must find a way to live on an island while nothing but pain,agony,and defeat showers over him and turns his beliefs into helpless doubts.
Novel | Updated Dec 5, 2014 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
so many people use love as a tool istead of being sincere
Poetry | Updated Dec 5, 2014 | Reads: 17 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 0
â€¦â€¦â€¦..those tears resting on my pillows felt so warm as my own blood running in and out of my heart.
Short Story | Updated Dec 5, 2014 | Reads: 16 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
How hurtful it would be, when you're left all alone for the mistakes you've never done? And how unacceptable it is to be forsaken when you needed him the most? He's gone !
Poetry | Updated Dec 5, 2014 | Reads: 13 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Something I wrote at work. Hope you enjoy.
Poetry | Updated Dec 4, 2014 | Reads: 11 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Wrist-cutting is a self-harm. But when you've to escape from the grip of painful reality, wrist-cutting provides you the dream relief you've always wanted.
A poem about feeling so controlled you can't breath.
Short poems reflecting the society of today. Sex, longing for love, alcoholism, drugs, anxiety, depression, loneliness, fear, death.
By Vampire Slayer
This is how I used to feel and I would always find myself writing about my feelings and helped me to get through. I don't feel that way anymore but its what things used to be like for me
Poetry | Updated Nov 30, 2014 | Reads: 16 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2