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By Zed Tassian
What goes through the mind of someone stuck between hurting someone they care about or living in a depressive state.
Hope had been living a nightmare of a life for the past few months, suffering through the most abusive relationship she could imagine, and barely finding a reason to live from day to day. However, the day her friend told her that she could have a new life was the day her life changed forever,...
By Demon Princess
warning self harm poem
By Max Von Bopp
A tribute to my loving wife of 40 years.
The river of feelings the ocean of tears, may occur from time to time when turmoil strikes the heart...............thus unfolds this Turbulent song.......of tears and darkness....
By Ve Ri Tas
God particles are at work from the beginning of our universe and humanity some people call them Higgs particle we call them light of knowledge in the language of Rabi. Nature is the pipeline to understand beautiful miracles that unfolds every morning a fresh begging based of physics, chemistry...
Trying to find acceptance in a world that preaches diversity and uniformity
Haiku and general thoughts.
Poetry | Updated Jan 12, 2015 | Reads: 0 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Mr Watson
Expressing yourself through poetry, creating an image with words.
Poetry | Updated Jan 11, 2015 | Reads: 10 | Comments: 3 | Likes: 5
About what can help us cope with stress or loss in our life.
Miscellaneous | Updated Jan 10, 2015 | Reads: 5 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
Being famous in an anonymous world and trying too hard is (not) my life.
Miscellaneous | Updated Jan 9, 2015 | Reads: 4 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 0
By Whatchoo Writing About Willis
My poem about imagination.
Poetry | Updated Jan 8, 2015 | Reads: 15 | Comments: 0 | Likes: 1
By Sara Battaglia
The pen as my tool, I go forth into the night.
"But words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think." -Lord Byron
Midnight, past 12. I knew I had to sleep but something inside me told me not to do it. One more half an hour past, I took a shower and went to bed. I had a new day ahead. Something was bothering me...