5Th of November, 1997. Thats when I was born. April 2nd 2013, is my death. My name is Kohaku, age 15, boy, London.
When people think they've lost everything, they could never be more wrong. I already lost the most important thing to me, it meant more...
Kohaku, Short Story, Story, Teeth, clench, loneliness, match
I want to see it one more time.
I want to see your glow and shine.
From Your smile I could tell you were all mine.
I always feel like melting in your arms like a silly putty.
Because you're too hot for me, a love-sick puppy.
Care for you so much,...
Poem, Poetry, Romance
I heard a knocking on my chamber door.
I opened to find an ugly whore.
She said her name was Theodore.
I wish I had seen her ugliness, never more!
She wanted to come inside, her face gleamed with joy.
Thats where I asked her, "Are you a...
Male, Poem, Poetry, Ugly whore, funny, trans
In the darkness, all alone.
Still waiting for a cure to my cancer.
Still searching for an answer.
That death I was shown.
To be not cared for... To die alone...
Without a place to call your own.
Without someone to call them home.
That...
Clean, Depression, Poem, Poetry, Sad