Poem #70: Silence
_Silence_ I listen to the pounding in his chest. I press my ear up against his rib cage And sigh to myself as the rhythmic beating Makes my own heart race faster. I memorize the beat So that is beats inside my head Every night before I go to...
Back into the real world
A continuation to a new way of life after the surgery tiran finally returns to the real world but it looks like the world isn't very accepting of him.
A New Life (Part 2)
#6 of a new life brande had already risen before the sun had made its first appearance in the morning sky. the typical throbbing of his skull accompanied him as he made his way through the damp alleyways.
Lost My Empathy
I can't value your life, and i think the reason why, is i don't value mine.
to survive
I never really found out why he was so scared of the darkness, hell, even i have the same phobia from personal life experiences. my winnings is 450$. it used to be 800$, but the man saw how good i was, and the son of a bitch cut it in half.
Xenophobic Tendencies
You never really understand the world Until you travel and experience As much of it as possible. You could Not possibly understand the grand growth Of their cultures, speeches and of their stance Against the rest of us, for the race's...
Cards
#3 of poetry my observations on life. take from it what you will. **cards** ** ** the cards are dealt, the impact is felt, two hands we see, how will these lives be?
Poem #80: Ghost
_Ghost_ There is something in the air Something I cannot see I feel the passing there She has been torn away from me Someone I cannot see Listen to the reasoning Of the blissful child Running through the air blustering Where the hedge is wild...
Game Over Chapter 1 Game On
For everyone on earth life is a game where they earn points and compete to receive that ultimate extra life when their life snuffs out and get a game over.
A Reason To Bear The Darkness
They would become the reason to bare the darkness, the reason to carry on and fight for my life isntead of hiding in the shadows.
Prolog- Two years before
This is a story about a friend of mine. This short story is in his honor and I will miss him dearly. I just wanted to give a bit of a truthful back ground before I start the short story. You can skip this is you like but I would be honor if you read...
Origins of R.C.
It really had an impact on his life overall. unfortunately his addiction to going to the underground parties, mostly to take drugs and escape his ultimate reality, was the primary cause.