A Cinquain
#4 of poems dragons glow out at me like a beacon of hope they guide me in the time of dark to light
tomorrows sorrows (poem)
With pain and sorrow i look to the morrow the wind feels cold i have no home from dusk to dawn threw thick and thin yet i stiil feel hope within a spark of fire from the flame is it hope am insane?
What I Need...
I Need more then A gental friend I Need more then comforting words I Need more then Momentary protection from greif I Need more then a pat on the back I Need more then someone ruffling my fur for play I Need more then that. I Need my other...
Just Living Chapter 3
hope you're doin' well. jus' y'know, wanted to see how y'doing.
The End ch3: Safe Home
"i hope so" kayli said. they turned left, and stopped at a chain-link fence surrounding a military base. "well, lets go meet the family" blade said with a smile.
floating shadows
Where There Is Light; There Is Shadow Where There Is No More Light; There Is No More Shadow Only Darkness Remains... I Balance Between The Candle And The Rising Star Between The Storm Cloud And The Sun I Balance Between The Midnight And The...
Internals (Poem)
Feeling hopeful for the first time in awhile. feeling loved for the first time, ever, because its the first time someone loves me and the love isn't built on lies about who i am.
A Pained Soul
I'm not sure if I care anymore. My thoughts are turned to introspection, searching my soul and assessing my life. I want to be heard, I want my pains to be known, but I don't have the courage to make them known. I wonder how long I will carry this...
The End Of All Hope?
"i give you the will to survive, even when all hope seems lost." she says, in a voice as calm and soothing as the waters of a cool mountain stream.
Turning Tides of Change
The "oar" i have is not enough, but still have some hope, however fleeting. the turning tides of change by carl blessing/murphy slaugh i'm caught in the tides, going the same direction. i see where i've been and i'm deep in reflection.
Hopes Requiem
We are the worlds final hope. and if we fail life as we know it is doomed. my name is arc. i am a stalky twenty year old male with bushy short brown hair and my clothing usually always revolves around video games and a hoodie.
Empty - Chapter 3
Looking around again, he located several huge medical packs filled with things he hoped he would never require. he took one anyway. better safe than sorry. he unlocked the shop door and stepped back out into the morning sun.