The Seasons of Loss - short poem
It's been a rough year, so here's my first completed vent poem in awhile. earlier this year i heard my step-grandmother passed away. then a few months later i nearly lost the life i've been building for two years.
Tell me - medium poem
Tell, tell me how, I've offended your being. How I could impact you so. When I don't even know you. Tell, tell me how, Your betrayal is my fault. How my trust is lacking. For helping one in need. Tell, tell me how, I'm supposed to feel,...
An Unforgiving Mind - medium poem
This is another vent poem. i've been struggling a lot recently with my mood swings as a result of untreated bipolar depression. my mood throughout the day is pretty much the basis of this poem. i wrote this on 5/13/2017. written by me, fane star.
Isolation-Excerpt 8-Vents
Mike laughed at my comment as I helped him up. "That was too close", Allen said, "there were at least four dozen of those things." "Seemed like there were more", Mike said wiping dirty, bloody sweat off his forehead, "is there a working shower...
Venting your Problems 2
As the crowd began to run from the direction where the flood of hulking shiny creatures was coming from they were unaware of the black liquid that had started to drip from the vents.
Vent Story - Intrusive Thoughts
As this is a vent story, i didn't do any kind of editing, so it's probably loaded with mistakes. i wouldn't blame anyone for not reading it.
I Will Never Know
So much to say So little the words Growing up Ive learned so much in this short life To live To laugh To love I wonder now Were our decisions right? Did we truely feel the way we thought so Or did we just hide away in our own...
A Composer's Lament - Thursday Prompt Story [#10, 09/3/23]
"But my Composer!" A short human-like person proclaimed to a somewhat taller figure. "Throwing this away achieves nothing! At least recycling it to other Composers would give it a better use!" The "Composer" in question looked down at the...
Warm Up - 1
And this one, i may as well treat it as a vent piece too. this story takes place one month after 'fallen king'. next to post is a commission i did between then and now, still under editing.
The High Road You Expect Us to Take To Oblivion
A fairly angry vent poem i made about then current political events.
Fall Through The Earth
A bit of a more abstract vent poem about something with wings falling through the somewhat hollow ground. that's all i'll say about it. originally posted in may 2021.
redacted excerpt
This is a venting story. it's an adult idea but in no way is it porn. posting this mostly to get rid of some emotions.