Still alive I suppose
Been a while since I checked on here, and while my blood wants me to believe that it's my fault, I have no control over family members with cancer, idiots that spread contagious diseases, and rare kidney crushing side effects. I need a vacation from...
A Broken Mirror
In front of me is a broken mirror Reflecting what I all know too well A face which I hate sometimes, Maybe even all the time. No matter what I do The mirror always seems cracked on the face. Even if I try something new, It's still the same. I'm...
Two-Faced
I wear a kind mask like I always do. But today I put on a new mask, That shifted my mood. A mask unlike how I am supposed to be, Not my personality. And yet I can't stop wearing it. The mask expresses rage, hatred, and blood. Towards those...
Born For Loyalty Chapter 9
I have never seen such a lame group of dweebs in all my life! and pinkie pie. you! you are queen lameo with your weak little party pranks. did you really think i'd lose my cool?"
Hoss Update: And the Ass Said to the Angel, Let's Play Kick to Kick.
Things have been not good, i lost my job, lost all confidence, zest for life, or thought of the future.
its scary
i see the clouds rolling over the horizon, i smell the humidity in the air i say the storms coming and i shiver others ask "why do i care?" the clouds get dark, the sunlight begins to fade still i keep up the facade the wind begins to pick up, and...
drama
#2 of life a world wind of drama hit me all at once not being able to stand cause the pain felt so bad the tears streaming down my face forming an ocean the mountains i have not yet accomplished oh this drama is like a hurricane pulling me from
the two paths
as he walks in to a maze of darkness on all fours, his eyes cant make out the light, but there is a opening to a new place. once he opens his eyes and begins to see the darkness wrapping around his ,tender,light demeanor is shown. the innocence once...
the question. poem
The cement of life.
Shattering glass.poem
Looking through the glass of wine in hand. I see this sweet melody carrying me away. Cheers to my faded existence. I guess I just never expected to find you. Now lost in my rage. I break down the walls I built around me. Where am I in this hell, God...
Beginning again...
Save i remember what it once was, what everyone i knew gave the memory strong enough to survive another day as the edge draws nearer, i dare not look away the result is known, the miles closing ahead alive i still am, yet, my heart sinking, my life
Hear---Eye---M.....
Poetry, slice of life, descriptive short story, perspective **hear---eye---m.....** two feet guide a body, hands give life to action a mind wanting gives into physical satisfaction defined by what's seen, shown, till more is known we rearrange with our