Father's Day [Vent]
_I don't know how to live through this hell. Woken up, I'm still locked in this shell. Frozen soul, frozen down to the core. Break the ice, I can't take anymore._ The bat stood there in the in the freezing rain, glowing softly in the darkness. The...
Hopeless Desires - short poem
**Hopeless Desires** The one who speaks, Only of misery and misfortune, Thee who has no hope. The one who wishes, For strength and knowledge, Yet cowardly and small. The one to turn their eye, To bathe in the false light, Blinded from...
A Fighter - short poem
**A Fighter** Light, weightless, I'll buzz through life. Cunning, quick, I'll overcome. Wise, understanding, I'll listen. Passionate, watchful, I'll protect you. Strong, fearless, I'll fight for us. Vigilant, knowing, I'll be ever...
Introduction: Abandoned
I thought i'd take the opportunity to simply vent in the story rather than make a detailed journal on it. bear with me guys. \<3 i'll be back soon. i know this is short, it's supposed to be. just a small teaser for what's to come.
If It Was Ever In Sight
When i wrote this it was capturing the feelings of the first half of the month and also was the first vent poem i had written in a while.
L7's Action Log - Thursday Prompt Story [#7, 16/2/23]
February 18th, 2023 Status: Low Energy Mode engaged Today, this one uses a rag to clean away the blemishes and dirt on the wall, accumulated over the one year that we have been living here. It may then be used to clean any imperfections on the...
Unrequited Love of Country
It's not exactly furry but it's about an emotion that can be relatable to anybody i feel even if this is venting my own emotions and experience.
The Last Game of the Master Domino Player
The Last Game of the Master Domino...
Conversational Catch-Up
Conversational Catch-up ...
Those Days...
You know those moments... the ones where you know exactly who, what, when, where, why, and how a situation is brought on? Not only that but what to do about it, Yet you know the answer, though simple, is nearly unattainable And this only...
What Keeps The Edge On
Wrote this poem a while back to vent about an incident on the train that stuck with me for over a week. it’s a subway related poem, another one but also is about more than just that. originally posted in february 2023.
Mind
What is wrong with me? There's so much I wanna do It is hurting me. If it's not now, when? I have to let out these thoughts. So, here it goes, then... * * * I'm feeling kinda empty but now I'm okay? When night lurks around I refelct on...