Lonlyness and Stress
stress things and people, friends and family, and job hunting. these are two of the biggest things that make me who i am but also break me down. i am who i am no one else can change me but me.
Desertion
Voyages of the Mara Chapter 4: Desertion The Mara's Hope met the Odysseus in orbit above Ithica VII. The planet had been successfully defended; the Grunikan fleet had been destroyed down to their terrifying Dreadnaught, which had fled the...
Voices of the Silenced
Thought that I knew what I wanted Seems like life has a way of changing it Through day and night As both the moon and the sun shine on I walk the road that very few choose to walk on Just wanted to change a life To help somebody from the...
Never Let Me Go
Nowhere to run - Nowhere to hide - Out only to have a little fun, Then it's back to the grind. You can't keep me around forever The burden that is you weighs a ton - It's a miracle my back is still intact From caring for you - Remind...
Beaver Stone
She really had felt that rock had helped her relieve some stress. she dug a hole in the ground and buried the rock inside, she'd come back here again next time she needed to relax some of her nerves.
The Abyss - medium poem
The darkness. It surrounds me with its misery. Aching, crying, depleted. It fills my heart with suffering. A pain so deep I'm drowning. No escape. No cure. Trapped forever in the dark. Alone, longing, afraid. I cannot see. I cannot feel. It's...
God Told Me to Love
God Told Me to Love By Iaran Frye-Carter A man at our safe bunker lights one up So I picked him apart I don't live off a deadly crutch Or self-mutilate to escape But grasping this seems a feat That's just too much to take Seeing sorry faces,...
FlounderAway: Stressful Follow
Flounderaway: stressful follow long time no see, audience. it had been a long time. months even! well currently you are on the right time after all. cause you see... i am having a bit of a trouble. just recently, perhaps a few days before.
Darkness
At first glance it might appear he was bleeding: it was actually the small bit of liquid that keeps a rat's eyes lubricated. . . which produced more rapidly under stress. the mouse's ears fell at the sound of the voice within.
Writer-Fazed
I give him a flat goodbye dried by nerves, emotions, anxiety, the whole nine yards that make up the tummy butterflies. Nodding, impulse hits and I begin to eagerly trot away from him and strut toward the main foyer. I take a glance back, and in his...
The Toy Part Two -- Stress Test
The toy â part two:â stress test by doctor mercurious â 　 the vixen awoke with a jerk. bland gray light stabbed at her eyes and for one fleeting merciful moment she couldn't remember where se was.
Breathe
The cold wind rushed down upon her, stinging like a thousand little knives. It pierced even through the thickness of her fur. Her clothing did little, not that she was dressed for the weather anyway, and besides she made no attempt to pull her cloak...