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This is a story about an alcoholic man named Jake, who, while in the midst of another drinking bout, is mistakenly kidnapped as the thief of an illegal drug ring's "Product".
This is a short poem I wrote about suicide, and the immediate effects it has on everyone around you. If you or someone are considering suicide, get help fast; There will always be someone willing to talk.Just remember, suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem. Without further ado,...
By Denny Allan
I think this speaks for itself.
By Denny Allan
The struggle that I have faced every night for as long as I can remember.
It physically hurt, the sadness.
Poetry | Updated Aug 27, 2014 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 1
By Angel Carbajal
Just a poem about the first girl I ever fell In love with
Poetry | Updated Aug 27, 2014 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 2
She loved him and constantly was being treated wrong and hurting inside
Poetry | Updated Aug 27, 2014 | Reads: 3 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
The book I'm submitting is about.the pain and sufferings I feel and the pain and it's a poetry book
Book | Updated Aug 26, 2014 | Reads: 9 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 3
In the throws of depression, things usually seem worse than they really are. After one of my favorite actors, Robin Williams, passed away a couple weeks ago, I tried to figure out what would cause such a major misconception of ones life that they would feel compelled to end it all. These lyrics...
By Kat O Connor
this is a story I wrote at 1am one August night. It's not perfect but I'm very happy with it. It wasn't planned or anything, I just started writing. It's about a young Irish girl named Molly who is pregnant! She's been abandoned by family, friends and even her art student boyfriend who's fecked...
A poem of accepting the loss of love.
Poetry | Updated Aug 24, 2014 | Reads: 7 | Comments: 1 | Likes: 1
By Xox Imagination Xox
Sometimes I write down phrases of my own that mystify me. Other times I hear the sentences people say, and view them poetically, because they make me curious, and frankly inspire something inside of me. This lyrical poem is a combination of two separate entities that I have put together to form...
We can get past our rather violent nature so what if we gave in to it?
This poem is about my maternal grandpa who was killed in a dynamite explosion in Plains, TX in 1953. He was 37 years old.
Poetry | Updated Aug 23, 2014 | Reads: 8 | Comments: 2 | Likes: 1
Why do we make someone hurt?