Canadian Lightning Strike

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
I guess one can say I'm very similar to a lightning strike. You never know where it'll happen or when. You'll also never know what it'll be about.

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Submitted: May 13, 2017

If you would like to know more about me: If you enjoy what I've wrote please consider a tip in th... Read Chapter

Wish My Life Was Better

Submitted: May 13, 2017

Wish My Life Was Better Seems like a constant wish. For my life to get better. Things keep circling the drain. Falling in one ... Read Chapter

Stop The Voices

Submitted: May 13, 2017

Stop The Voices How is it possible to stop the voices. Arguing inside my head is all they do. Sounds like a shouting match that ... Read Chapter

Written In My Scars

Submitted: May 13, 2017

Written In My Scars My past is written in my scars. Hidden from the naked eyes But visible to those who know where to look. ... Read Chapter

Dying On The Inside

Submitted: May 13, 2017

Dying On The Inside Look at me, I know you wouldn't. Each day I feel like I'm dying on the inside. I feel like my life is gettin... Read Chapter

Standing Still

Submitted: May 13, 2017

Standing Still I constantly watch peoples lives pass me like I'm standing still. They keep doing things. I keep standing still. ... Read Chapter


Submitted: May 18, 2017

Sick I hate being sick My mind never works properly. It never wants to get the rest it needs. I feel like I'm conjested fro... Read Chapter

Charlie Brown'd

Submitted: May 19, 2017

Charlie Brown'd Cold appears to be getting worse At times people sound like Charlie Brown teachers. I can't make sense of what th... Read Chapter

Like I'm Not Even Here...

Submitted: May 19, 2017

Like I'm Not Even Here... Another day of fighting this cold. My brain is trying to think. But it's not reaching the rest of my b... Read Chapter

A Shell Of Myself

Submitted: May 21, 2017

A Shell Of Myself Fighting this cold is like fighting myself. I feel like I'm trapped inside. What you see isn't normally me. ... Read Chapter