Postings with tag: wounds
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August 28, 2014
This poetry is a re-up of my essay called "Superheroes". Please read the essay first and then this poem. Although, there's a little linkage between this poem and that essay, but if you read the essay first, it will develop a realization in your minds related to the people which…
A consideration of clichés- particularly: Time Heals All Wounds. This is the kind of senseless rabble that occurs in my head. It does get quite off topic. If anything, this is just an account of inner-monologue.
Arabella stared a rebellion on accident and became their leader, when see save her bf from death. But she is also the adopted daughter of most their most hated enemy. She has to becarefull full that nether side finds out.
Action and Adventure
July 22, 2012
Daisy is a mother out for revenge. What will she do once she realizes she has nothing else to lose?
I wrote this a few months ago. It's a fictional short-story about the last moments and thoughts of a gunshot victim. It's a bit morbid, but interesting. Enjoy!
this is just a random story i'm writing. i decided to put my own little twist on the game Fall Out. i hope you guys enjoy. i may of more not continue this. depends on how much feedback i get.
I've been considering trying out for Coffee House. The theme is Fa Revolution. This poem is based on what goes on everyday in some countries left with one simple comman, a simple message. Enjoy!
Three troubled guys. An Atheist, an alcoholist, and a homosexual all wake up on morning and find out that they each have the wounds of Jesus Christ the Savior. Based on a dream my friend had.
A school shooting that left 35 dead and 29 wounded has secured a place in history on May 16, 2002. It has also scarred many and has shocked the world. Rushmore Jr. High was just a regular school with grades 6-12, or it was until there was blood. Lots and…
Self image is a fragile thing. If it's too inflated, you have a huge ego often times. If it's minuscule, you have a negative perception of yourself. This is a story of a man who has lived his life as a lie.
This is for malpallovestowrite's challenge. I hope to have a book full of Feelings of A Normal Person poems so most of my poems from now on will be titled that. Enjoy!
//Black, only that surrounds me//take it away, destroy it// //nothing, nothing, more// hey, hey, please read and comment! It's about a black night that warps human's soul into the very depths of insanity.
There is no one who goes through life with out a scratch. All of us collect scrapes, marks, dents, a few bruises, and a little chip here and there.only the broken have the ability to salvage what ever strength they have to help mend themselves. Only they know where to…