The book of secrets
# I cannot be judged by my cover For my cover doesn't show all out What goes on inside of me You have to read what I am all about The ink on these pages Have become words once written down They try to show emotions And the mixed feelings in...
Family of Fire
Family of Fire The day is wet and humid, the skies filled with angry dark clouds that pour rain all over us. The ground is muddy with the torrent, and my clothes are sodden, my fur soaked and plastered all over my body. And here I stand, drowning in...
Rain Poem
Rain on the Horizon Here in the rain everything seems clear The water washes my soul and clears my head So many thoughts fall away like tears falling from my eyes Is love real or does my heart lie to me I think it's my head that's the trouble...
Emotional Crisis (please i need your help)
I know this isn't how the Story mode on SF is traditinaly used, but my emotinal state sort of effects my story writing, meaning i just cant muster the energy to write. So please read the following and give me comments on how to deal with this. Over...
Sentinel
I have lost touch with a good friend who lived in the path of the monster super cell that wiped across the face of the United States these past two weeks. (End of October 2010) I have yet to hear back that she is ok, but I will continue to hope for the...
Poem #38: Perception
_Perception_ I don t know what I _feel_ Is what I _see_, sight? Is what I hear, Is what I _hear_ sound? The _words_ all fall apart Inside my mouth Yet I cannot _taste_ them Cannot _touch_ them And then I feel my _nose_ fracture Into pieces,...
A chat with Raven and Doreen
OK plot development time. If you don't want to read it you should still be fine. I just wanted to get into Doreen's psyche a bit...
Coming To Terms...
[I wrote this as a means of emotional release. While the plot is relatively weak, it's the dialogue between the two characters that I mainly focused on as a means of...
Seekers: Chapter Eleven: Small Revelations
Location: Wastelands, Ocean. Closest City: New Vega. Time: 09:50am. Year: 2180, March 9th. I woke up to the feeling of The Cradle, rocking from left to right slowly. From what I had experienced for my short time aboard the ship, it had...
Sometimes
Sometimes I lie awake at night Entertaining thoughts of you Your smile And your eyes All the things I love about you And as I lie awake and still in the night Thinking of you I wonder quietly Are you thinking of me too? Copy-written to...
The Ash
I came from deep within the flames I am old, no longer fresh with the searing burn of fire's youth I am light Carried tenderly upon the restless breeze Away, away From my once home All I knew I'll settle atop the frigid beauty of the grounded...
Ghost
Ghost It is late Perhaps the early hours of morning Darkness engulfs everything You walk on silent feet No footsteps left to follow after you No destination planned for this journey Merely moving Aimless and alone No inclination of the...