Arctic Fox in the Polar Bear's Jaws
It would've been suicide to hunt for them. he just ignored it. "head down, do your job," he thought. he decided to get back to more ordinary work. he started pulling up the tools necessary to tip off police. he considered it busywork.
Suicide
A ram sat upon a small chair, the chair sat upon a porch. The moon's watchful gaze judging him as he simply gazed into the cold winter. Nothing better to do, and the wool provided enough comfort. Soft peace of the wind, white flakes silent and without...
Poem: The End of a Lonely Night
The lights outside flicker in the darkness As they often do in these scenes. The Setting: A rundown cheap Motel In a twelve-by-twelve room, Empty even with me in it. The Time: Dark enough To see the City from these outskirts And...
goodbye...
Slit my wrists, Close my eyes. Watch me bleed, Watch me die. I fall to my knees as you cry, I say nothing except goodbye.
Alone: Chapter 1
"they think he actually committed suicide in order to get away from him." "that sounds brutal," payton said looking my way. "yeah, he hasn't been handling it well either, he's... how do you put this... um, suicidal and depressed." crystal sadly said.
The Note (aka The Grand Delusion)
By the time you read this, the contents of this letter will prove to be rather pointless, and yet I have left it for you to read in my absence. There is always a need for closure, and hopefully this will provide you with some. I, on the other hand,...
Reflections on Suicide : Leap of Faith
Reflections on SuicideLeap of FaithLife is hard. Or was hard, anyway. I can't say life is still hard for me because I am no longer alive. I no longer have a life to live; no longer do I need a body to keep. I am who I am, and that is all there is to...
Reflections on Suicide: The Game of Risk
"the agony of existence weighed against the horror of non-being" reflections on suicide the game of risk in a world and life of sin, it is easy to become blind even with perfect eyesight.
How I defeated suicide
But i did not want to be a "gun related suicide statistic"i have never had (still don't have) a lover in my life. i only have two true friends(!?)
Pokemon The Windshifter-Prologue
This is my first story...its pretty short but its just the prologue...i want to know if people wan't more before i start writing more...if you think its good and i should write more then say so...I'm probobly going to write chapter 1 anyways...this...
A Ode to a Lost and Bewildered Friend
Little one of attention, Little one of desire, Little one of affliction you know what transpires. I hope you're happy with yourself I hope you can live with what you've done I hope you can forgive yourself for a few could've lost a son. You...
Smoke - By Nathan Iverson
**SMOKE** By Nathan Glen Iverson The smoke rose from my lips, dancing in the pale yellow light that emitted over my desk, until it finally dispersed into the farther reaches of my bare apartment, save for the lone couch that I spent many forlorn...