That Strange Ill Fitting Cog
This is a venting metaphor, a bit of a well worn one but still a good one in my opinion at least. originally posted in november 2021.
Casual Hatred Flung This Way
A poem i wrote well over a year ago to vent about then current events, still feels relevant especially with certain patterns and things i see pop up now and then.
Warm Up - 10 | Company
**Warm Up - 10 | Company** There was a sun high up on the purple sky, yet below it was a black hole within its vortex. Two anthropomorphic animals sat between the two. Distant enough that it didn't burn them nor sucked...
Alone
I look through the void a window in time asking myself what to do? all of the things that I have done, . have taken their toll on my feverish brood. This is a role that I can not accept, a daunting ring of the past will I go on in my sickening pace...
Grim Outcomes
#13 of short stories/ personal work not really a story, per say, but more of me venting through my creative writing. with a lot of things stressing me out from many different directions, it's sort of left me thinking about things too much.
The Seasons of Loss - short poem
It's been a rough year, so here's my first completed vent poem in awhile. earlier this year i heard my step-grandmother passed away. then a few months later i nearly lost the life i've been building for two years.
Again
Days past since he'd broken up... Songs lingering in his heart... His tail swished from side to side, as he meandered the moonlit streets, remembering the places they'd walked... the laughs they'd shared... He'd always had a habit of singing when he...
I'll Put On Black In Mourning
venting .____. i'm making a collection of all my past, present, and future rants relating to one specific asshole.
Tell me - medium poem
Tell, tell me how, I've offended your being. How I could impact you so. When I don't even know you. Tell, tell me how, Your betrayal is my fault. How my trust is lacking. For helping one in need. Tell, tell me how, I'm supposed to feel,...
An Unforgiving Mind - medium poem
This is another vent poem. i've been struggling a lot recently with my mood swings as a result of untreated bipolar depression. my mood throughout the day is pretty much the basis of this poem. i wrote this on 5/13/2017. written by me, fane star.
Isolation-Excerpt 8-Vents
Mike laughed at my comment as I helped him up. "That was too close", Allen said, "there were at least four dozen of those things." "Seemed like there were more", Mike said wiping dirty, bloody sweat off his forehead, "is there a working shower...
A Composer's Lament - Thursday Prompt Story [#10, 09/3/23]
"But my Composer!" A short human-like person proclaimed to a somewhat taller figure. "Throwing this away achieves nothing! At least recycling it to other Composers would give it a better use!" The "Composer" in question looked down at the...