A poem, this is
Whomever knew that knowledge would bring so much heartache? what i know pains me and what i don't jumps me. i should be working out, studying, running and thinking. ever moving tides of time, careless of its victims.
Moving On
For the first time in his life, despite the pain the heartache the questions... he wasn't afraid. journeys may end in lover's meeting. but life goes on in lover's leaving.
Your web
Finally, a year passes and i think my heartache's gone. but just when i feel i'm safe, i see you running toward me, vengeance in your eyes, as i flee, looking on i see a beast of metal roaring toward my body.
The breaking point...
Monster by my name doesn't seem to fit even after i'm done with my twisted deeds, my mind doesn't seem to quit hellbent on heartache & pain i have little to lose if there's nothing to gain restricting resentment means more than it should making
Alone
He couldn't find a way out, his once talented mind and paws had written such eloquence - enthralled and entranced - now - he had nothing...nothing but the yawning chasm of grief, misery and heartache.
A wolfress and her savior prt.1
The many heartaches and worse of all, being a loner. i was still in school, still a young age, my bag filled with my needed equipement in my bag for school along with a few blank note books to doodle in and write little stories.
The Emotion - Rough Draft
With this came the emotion, any creature that saw it would feel at peace, their minds calmed, heartaches forgotten, and malice quelled. the could fading slowly showing the physical form of the emotion.
Character Bios
Eugene- 71-lizard: recently widowed, he wishes to escape his heartache with a relaxing vacation. will he live out his golden age in good health, or will he make others feel his pain? kristen- 18- mouse: a student entering her final year of high school.
The way it SHOULD have ended - caution, true story slightly edited
She walks slowly, as if in a daze, pain and heartache written all over her face. she wears simple jeans and a tank top, a sweatshirt tied around her waist, her footpaws bare to the solid soft earth beneath her feet.
The way it SHOULD have ended - caution, true story slightly edited
She walks slowly, as if in a daze, pain and heartache written all over her face. she wears simple jeans and a tank top, a sweatshirt tied around her waist, her footpaws bare to the solid soft earth beneath her feet.
The Master: Who is he really?
He also shines down upon them, their praises, their growths, their progression.he picks the weeds of negativity, of pain, of heartache and sorrow, destroying what was once negative and consuming.
Shen's Song
Say farewell, my heartache, fare thee well. i remember one evening it was pouring rain, now it ain't never gonna rain again. now it ain't never getting off my chest. got no place for laying all my grief to rest.