Words Hurt

There is a phrase, a very common phrase That had good meaning till one special day Sticks and stones may break my bones, But words will never hurt me.... It is a lie you see Words are power in this world They hold a lot of weight Be it...

Speak

What are we saying In the silences between us? Are there unspoken words? Nothing at all? And emptiness fills me up Everytime The silence stretches On And On And On Building my doubt Fueling fears I dare not voice What would you...

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Doppelganger

The corners are quiet The places I hide inside my mind Where I can sleep Find a little peace Fill the spaces With the me That I keep away Secret from everybody For fear they couldn't understand For shame Of what's become Of the me I...

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I'm Giving Up on You

The howling wind beating at the rattling windows; the ominous glow of a street lamp over a street, casting an eerie shadow over everything in its range; the onslaught of rain on the roof, drowning out everything but the overpowering thunder; the crack...

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The Pit

Face down in the pit, I lay, awaiting your killing blow; a somber gale to take me away. Cheapened by my bitter tears, the cretins demand a show, a punishment for my fears. A pint of blood should do, but the sweat can't hurt though; maybe...

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By The Campfire

I looked over the red fox boy's features, flames seeming to leap off his face in anger. "Freddy...", I managed to say. "No! Be quiet and listen, racoon!" I shut my mouth immediately. "You...", Freddy began, his finger shakily pointing at me....

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Dark Sorrow

The oak tree stood solemnly over the black marble bench that sat at its hooves like a widowed bride...veiled from the world behind her veil of grief and sorrow. The sun was bright, as it always was during the youth of the month of June, and sat warm...

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Something Different: Prologue

For as long as he could remember the creeping darkness of depression had been in the back of his mind, always waiting and watching for him to make and attempt at happiness so it could come down and cover it inside a dark, endless void of color or light

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Alone

I feel it creep into my chest once again I have felt that emptiness before Grasping writhing at my insides I fear that pain more than I do death For I would rather lie in a shallow grave with one I love Than live another day of my life like...

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Emotions

As I sit on the cushion, tracing my fingers along these keys; my paw lifting the warm tea to my lips as I melt the dark chocolate piece remaining in my muzzle. Many thoughts run through my head from what my last day at work will be like to how I'm...

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A lone wuff

I sit here naked and alone No one to love or hold Nobody to grab on to while I grow old Destined to be alone a wolf without a pack What skills do I lack? Who has my back? I try and fail lifes like a jail Cold and unforgiving How am I to go on...

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Darkness

Darkness inside me, Constantly fighting, Barely winning, This fight is always, Happening silently. Life goes on, Without noticing, My fight, Sometimes I just want, To scream out. But I don't, I fight, Slowly losing, The darkness is...

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