Lost
Lost and alone, I howl to the moon. Seeking communion, Getting none. Where am I going, What am I doing, How will I get there, Why should I care. Around in a circle, Slow like a turtle, Stuck in the mud, Drowned in a flood. I...
Lost In The Dark
I woke with a start and found my gaze completely empty. No light, no shadow, just dim, unending grey. I turned left, then right. Nothing. Endless void. "Hello?" I called out, my voice immidiately dying off as though eaten by the...
In Thought
As much as I can hold to hate the things that I do, I hate what I've become out of my past actions. Love has torn me apart from the inside out and broke me down. As life goes on, I start to find no point in rebuilding on soiled grounds. Consistency; a...
Thoughts
Hey, guys! Got a slightly longer one for you today. I'm expecting the next couple weeks may end up that way; I don't feel like breaking them up into smaller episodes and I have plenty of free time at the moment. If you're new and you like gay romance,...
Thoughts
Julie, Alyssa, and Ricky, all three ended up in the principal's office. They sat in black chairs in front of his desk. "So... Ricky, you shoved Julie to the floor because she nudged you with her hand, correct?" Ricky nodded. He was hurt by Julie and...
Figments of My Reality (Poetry)
Figments of My Reality A sea of broken traffic lights, The lone flag in the distance, The slowly setting sun: All figments of my reality. I can't count the times When my heart was crushed: It feels too constant. Too steady, too easy. It all...
Flux (Poetry)
The banks empty: Lost, forgotten. There never was Anything there. Could I step once Over that mount? Like the prophet, I fear I won't. Ends are certain. The middles, not. That is a truth. Or so I'm told. I grow too old. And yet I'm...
Wait (Poetry)
Wait What was I to do? Wouldn't it all have been in vain? So all I did was...Wait. I was feeling blue. It all was always the same. Could I do anything but...Wait? That's all I knew. I knew I couldn't handle the pain. Shouldn't I...
Some Thoughts About Myself, Humanity, And Furries.
Yes, I do think that we can be boisterous, overly bold, and write shaggy-dog stories. Yes, I do think that we are longing, lustful humans, many of which have been deprived of company for far too long. Some of us can be mean, cruel, teasing, taunting,...
Poem #45: Imagination
_Imagination_ Mind is a liquid of life Flowing with two others Representations of life And of death Water Threshold of existence Gas with gas and air Create liquid that breathes A liquid that nurtures An entity that crushes The ocean full of...
Poem #9: The Question Why
_The Question Why_ Love has no love Death has no end Life is not living Honesty isn't truth Justice is unfair Nature is civilized Organized into chaos Sanity drives the insane Body fueled by mind To befriend an enemy Pay the cost for freedom...
Life is but a mystery.
Life is but a mystery. The vision of this generation is clouded by technology. This generation will not realise the purpose until they lay upon thier bed of death. Then and only then, they will realise. "What have i done with my life? Have i...