Faith. The Story Of A Hero. Intro.
Life is crazy, it can be very sad, and very happy at times, you may lose everything, but for every loss there is a gain, and its up to you wether or not to name that gain a happy, or a sad thing. I say, dont let it be something sad, if you can build...
Imagination, The Thing That Mends Us To Part.
The boy sat there and pondered. To where off he could have wondered, he demanded a pen, a paper, and a plot. He promised himself he will write something that shall never be forgot. He knew of no reason to care for the season, snow or rain, sun or...
Castle In The Sky. Poem.
Up on the caste, in the sky. A place made, for you and I. A kingdom free, from any lies. A world be seen, for eager eyes. Drawn beyond the lines of reason. A blue world, set for relaxation. The perfect weather, for every season. Never did this...
The Story Of A Hero. 1.
I never knew about my mom or my dad, I can live by myself without adults having to help me. I can cook, clean, take care of myself, and study. The place I lived was in a big family, but it still felt like the orphanage, there were many other kids. The...
My Life In Sorrow. Poem.
_My life in sorrow._ _Getting worse for every tomorrow._ _Stuck in the bitter darkness._ _Waiting for a glimmer of light._ _For someone to hold me tight._ _Someone that can open my eyes._ _And bring clarity as of no surprise._ _For I have long...
A Poem For September.
September, September, the third of September. Its once a year, a year to remember. Precious to me like a tear from ember. Im glad I was born, on the third of September. We walked together out at night. She shined on me like fluorescent...
Kohaku, What's Happiness?
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...
Dover: Layer 2: Humans.
Yeah, its me again, Dover. Today I am having a bad day. I have to take medicines to suppress my immune system, I guess my White Blood Cells are a gourmet because they get upset when I eat particular things they don't like. This also means I cannot...
Worlds Of Chaos. Poem.
A world filled with many greeds and hates. A world filled with many weeds and states. We dont need wars, we dont need boreders. What I hate the most is taking orders. We keep wanting more, so we fight. But I cant stand war, cant you see its not...
The Story Of A Hero. 4.
Our friendship meant so much to me, he saved me from the chaos of revenge, and I want to be close to him, even if its only for a litte while. So every day at that gym I made sure to keep up with him, it was really hard, I didn't know how to throw...
Speech 3. Perfection.
We try reaching a new level, we see that every single day of our lives. Phones, computers, music, science, and even humanity. We are creatures that can truly take joy in _trying_ to exceed our grasps, even if we know dead-well that it's impossible. But...
See You One More Time. Poem.
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,...