Losing Hope:next gen. ch1.
HI guys the names Allen I'm 17 and today is my dad's anniversary of the first day they met let me introduce you the fam let's walk down stairs here's my dad Alex he's an ass hole"what?," "nothing," "that's what I thought," "here's my dad Conner he's a...
You are not a rock! (a poem)
For Kris, who reminded me that there is much joy and happiness to be found even in the darkest times! When a rock is beat by the waves it learns what it is and what it is not When a rock is beat by the waves it learns what is real and what is just...
Pawprints (a poem)
Many holes in the sand and here's where I dig mine. To bury away the past I fear and make it hard to find. But the sand cares not for what I feel nor what I hide away. It always seems to come full bare and see the light of day. So...
Hope
It was called a burn-run. Lt. Terrel Gains had heard of these in his countless hours of flight training, but now here it was, no longer a drill, the real thing, no longer a simulation. He couldn't take off the sim-goggles and hop out of the jumper...
Hope
_Well hello.... It appears you've stumbled into the wrong place, or well.... An interesting story.... Whether you came her with intention or by accident, you're here now. However, I must warn you, such stories are not to be read. Besides, it's still in...
An expression of anxiety
A smile, a mild day. A smooth drive, a wonderful rain. Everything was going fine. Exploring new thoughts and ideas, going to class and enjoying the lecture. The writer in me yells with excitement at new projects and ideas as they come flooding into my...
Poem #2: Hope
No matter how dark it is, There will always be one small Speck of light; for, Flickering against the never-ending Sea of struggle, Lies the light of life; Like a candle, Amidst a sea of Broken flashlights, Rolling in the wind; It will never...
"Life"
Can you help me, my dear friends, . to support my kin and not to simply shelter, to encourage them and not resort to force, to guide and not to drive before me, to show the way and always from the front; . to follow on but never follow...
Senses Fail Those in Hell
The heat seems to lick my eyes, jumping in My soul, boiling my mind like the meat it Has been, useless like matrimony, sin. The smell of butane fills the air, my brain, Holes driven in my skin, my dark blood drips On the floor, the beat that...
Cold Hope
Everything was white. The snow that fell in ceaseless cascade all morning now came in driving waves. Pine boughs bent and creaked protest against the howling gale. Rhi trudged through the frozen forest, her fur-lined boots crunching in the powdery...
Wings of Hope
**\*\*\*Important Note\*\*\*** **Hey guys! I've written this short story as a tribute to the greatest achievement a writer can aspire to. My friend, :iconunscforces: has officially published his first book, in physical format nonetheless! Scales and...
Water
"Imagine yourself as a lake... as a large pool of water..." The voice in my ears was soft, steady, mellifluous, calm. "A large... still... body of water... no ripples... no sounds... Just utter, utter stillness... "Now imagine yourself looking at...