#deep (Pundamentals #1)
The winter nights in the summer evenings are things rarely felt. The feel of the cold seeping through your warm flesh when the water is warm. The feel of fear is something you'll always know. There is no such thing as a fear you've never felt. I...
Wolf
I can't make the piano keys move I can't make dulcet words sing And the stories can't write themselves So why am I scared of the truth And I find myself second guessing That my life would ever get well Nightingale, please take my...
First Date (discontinued)
_I decided to challenge myself. This story (minus this intro and outro) would be filled with short, simple sentences. It might be choppy, as I am more used to writing longer sentences. This is more of a test/experiment than anything else._ The sun...
A Lack Of Something (A Group of Haikus)
1. Sitting in a room Wondering where I can travel Yet I fly freely 2. The rain has fallen Wind chills my body I rub my cold arms 3. There's a monster here It growls silently to me It's on my roof top 4. The moons light shines bright ...
a quiet dark
trapped feelings of anger can't get out no one to shout at nothing to shout at he wants to see her again but it's dark he can see a dim light above maybe she's out there maybe she's down here his thirst to explore is to...
Friend
These times are hard, yes they are The sun seems to set so far for such a close bright star Never has a day been so bizarre for my fragile heart I go into my car to find my broken parts and try find a new start Some nights are cold, as I was once...
Same Old, Same Old
A Slave of Routines. I am a slave of routines, and I am a dog to my addictions. I am helpless to fears, and I am hopeless to my dreams. I am a man flawed, and I can't help that. Through taking stock, I found a broken husk of a kid, a soul with...
Spring
Brown, green, blue, white, yellow and other bright colors pop up. Breeze sifting through land, making life breathe. Coldness slinks away, hating the heat more and more. The light from the sun smiles downward; nothing more and nothing less. Rivers...
[Text]Dr. Eams Aur Weerd[/Text]
Dreams Are Weird For. A place, so va s t We. Keep, it. Small it's like, we dont care. About~ this park, or our house. Which ever we prefer. Don't like. White picket fen-ces Or ro-oms, or doors. We separate, and rearrange its...
Juxtapose
Pushing, pulling, the waves come up the shore Taking away pieces of land for its own The wind is silent for once Leaving the waves, the birds, to speak out Clouds hang around the sky Unsure of their direction, floating aimlessly The sun...
The Sky Felt Red The Day He Left
This ugly duckling had joined the army His mom never taught him anything she knew He was then shot down for his love of guns It was his gun that fired from the one he loved This foul duck done what he only knew And hit as hard as he could He...
Leaving Noise
I waste time, staying silent -- not wanting to say the wrong thing. I don't know what to say or do, so I hide. I hide because things are not right. I hide from this person who says they're changing, so I pipe down, and stop running. How... How am I to...