Geocache - For Your Progeny
| I've often been asked a question I dare not answer - at least, a query to where I cannot properly formulate an answer. There are many variants, depending on the vernacular de jour and just how inebriated the poser of the question is, but all revolves...
I Do Me
#4 of poetry and poems some introspection on my writing "what are you doing?"
Ode to What Hides Inside. A Poem.
I look in the mirror and who do I see, A reflection of you or a reflection of me? You see what you want and so do I, Who I want to be, by and by. If I could be the soul peering out, a lovely face looking me in the eye, with furry ears and slender...
Those Days...
You know those moments... the ones where you know exactly who, what, when, where, why, and how a situation is brought on? Not only that but what to do about it, Yet you know the answer, though simple, is nearly unattainable And this only...
Burdens - Chapter 78: Introspection
#78 of burdens chapter 78: introspection over the weeks roger had witnessed a lot of changes, in himself, and in the others around him; the wolf, their friends, their teachers, even those that they did not know.
Treading Chapter 3 - Introspection
**--Fen--** Practice was long. By the time I get home I feel like I could collapse at the front door. I trudge my way towards the dining room and hear my mom putting dishes away. She and dad had probably already eaten. "Fen? Here's your plate."...
My dad is dead (revised)
I don't know if I miss him or not. Did I really know him? What was I for him? Was I his redemption? Did I really care about him or was my relation to him just selfishness? I wonder if it is supposed to feel like in normal families. My dad was an...
Transgressions
My transgressions move me through the chaos that is the world I grow and move in and out on a daily basis of which there is no end of struggles and happiness and falls are a common place where my ancestors have gotten up and kept going if only to hit...
Alien Pain
The darkness is pleasing. The rains left, though the sky still rood heavy across the sky, filled with rain yet unfallen, Amidst the breeches of sunlight, shadows danced and played a merry game of chase and stalk, much...
My Dad Is Dead
My dad is dead... I feel so strange. I don't know if I miss him or not. Were we really special for each other? What was I for him? Was I his redemption? Did he really mean anything to me? I wonder if it is supposed to feel like...
Jared and Gnat - Part Three - Introspection
Some nights, Jared would wake up screaming. He would thrash about and cut himself, punch walls out and smash things up. After all that was done, he would usually slink back down to his mattress and cry himself back to sleep. His crying was not that of...
A Pained Soul
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.