Daze stories, books, poems, and more

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I wrote this, in 2015. It's part of my 2nd poem set, Comatose Rebirth. Read More

Poem / Other

February 10, 2014

Reads: 130

Comments: 1

The Booksie Classic House

The midnight craze, pure fun and excitement.... Read More

Book / Young Adult

June 16, 2013

Reads: 1105

Comments: 34

The Booksie Classic House

Erin Brooks is a dreamer. But how far is this dreamer willing to go to make her dream a reality? Read More
A song that could be a story to many minds, but particulary a song to my heart. Read More

Reads: 119

Comments: 1

The Booksie Classic House

How long will it last? Relationships Read More

Poem / Poetry

November 22, 2011

Reads: 175

Comments: 5

The Booksie Classic House

A small poem about remembering...;) Read More

Reads: 375

Comments: 1

The Booksie Classic House

A poem I wrote after listening to some cool rap beats, and then ended up with these lyrics. They read off kinda like a stream-of-conscience thing, so, I'm just gonna go with that ;) Anyway, I kinda think of it as song lyrics to maybe a rap or something and… Read More
Another poem (or more like a series of random poem fragments) I wrote out while thinking about the girl I like and daydreaming about a few other things ;). Nah, I kid, but I did write this in a rather hazy state. Anyway, I hope you all enjoy and I'd… Read More
You travel in eternal darkness hearing a very odd noise that keep getting louder but what happens when you see the light. Read More

Poem / Poetry

February 14, 2010

Reads: 183

Comments: 2

The Booksie Classic House

When the weather outside is frightful... Read More

Miscellaneous / Poetry

September 10, 2008

Something that I wrote when I snapped out of a daze... Read More

Tags: knew, daze

Poem / Poetry

December 17, 2006

Your ability to miss the signs is heightened during the state of semiconsciousness experienced when you first wake up from sleep. Scientificutical language aside, this is about those minutes in the morning when you have no idea where you are because you're so damn tired. (I hate that shit.) Read More
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