A Thoughtful Night.
He thought that was his friend's best shot. college wasn't everything after all. 'maybe if i wasn't so pushy... maybe if i hadn't got angry...' he thought. the argument had heated up and in the end he got angry and almost shouted at him.
A final thought
My hurting body fuelled with the fear or pain made me leap faster then i ever thought i could trough the hole on the street. i was safe for now.
Second Thoughts
I loved it and did my best to impress him, but i never really thought twice about it until now. i wonder if maybe he thought this was his fault. a light breeze blew by and rustled our fur. koar nodded slowly after a long silence. "i think i get it, kaz.
Mist and Memories
People's lives are made up of Mist and Memories. For, that is all anyone ever truly sees. We spend our lives walking through the mist. Never seeking to see what lies beyond our outstretched wrist. We spend our time looking at the memories we've...
The Daemon
._ _as the night wears on and cold sets in,_ _her thoughts retreat and hide._ _in time a new light shines,_ _these boots approach with unhope._ _as they halt behind there is no pain or shine_ _in this silence wings beat down the earth,_ _the cold is
Becoming: Part 1 -Lost
\*Hello everyone, this is my first story that I've every posted on the web, so I apologize in advance if there are any mistakes. If there are any formatting errors, it is most likely because I am doing this on my IPod. Constructive Criticism is always...
Delving Deep.
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Declaration of Indignation
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Sentinel
I have lost touch with a good friend who lived in the path of the monster super cell that wiped across the face of the United States these past two weeks. (End of October 2010) I have yet to hear back that she is ok, but I will continue to hope for the...
Poem #38: Perception
_Perception_ I don t know what I _feel_ Is what I _see_, sight? Is what I hear, Is what I _hear_ sound? The _words_ all fall apart Inside my mouth Yet I cannot _taste_ them Cannot _touch_ them And then I feel my _nose_ fracture Into pieces,...
The Light and the Darkness of Humanity
_the one who sits in darkness_ _is the one who looks for the light to fix their blight_ _the one who looks to the moon to be swoon_ _they have a fear in their eye the one that shows lies _ _in the darkest of depts they feel the warmth of a large...