Chapter 1
It is about a wolf named skylar and the loneliness he goes through in his life, but that might change. the sun finally made its way over the tree line, creating a beautiful golden glow that shimmered along the leaves.
The Cave of Loneliness
After all, there was not even the slightest chance that with sameera dead in his arms, alex would ever feel anything but total, complete, eternal loneliness.
Loneliness
loneliness by smokey digsby loneliness i often hear people talk about loneliness but not in the sense of which it should be used. i am here to explain what loneliness is.
Poem #81: Lights
_Lights_ Something in the air breathes I can see it in the frosty air But I do not see anyone there Maybe I just have selective blindness Or maybe I've gone mad Either way, I see wafts of frosty breath Appearing at regular intervals As I walk...
New World
The air felt cold as he watched the ground moved beneath him, yet the sun shone brightly through the clear skies. He could only see his shadow follow when he kicked the worn out patch. The chains creaked and echoed in his ears; it barred the cheers of...
Guessing you
Remember our souls touching? Lying bare with one another calmly breathing, backs together warm, content and no one watching. Should I not have turned around? Wait for you to make a move? I laid my feelings out, so you can see. Did something in...
Home, why don't I have one?
I'm so tired...and I'm not talking about being sleepy, but i am that which lets me think clearer than when I'm awake...I'm talking about, your very soul itself is feeling the strain and just wants to give up and crawl away. Ever since i left Detroit...
Outsiders
Lars lay on the floor of his dorm, staring at the ceiling. Looking endlessly at the blank, horrid off-white paint he had always despised. The room seemed to spin a little, and the young Tiger allowed himself to get lost in his own thoughts. He...
After Hours
**After Hours** Inspired by Flare Starfire Thank you, noble Shire-Ram Jamey contemplated the glass tumbler in front of him, not entirely sober, not entirely drunk, hammered more by depression than by the depressant. The dingo's white-furred paw...
Why Can't The Lone Wolf Howl?
In the dark melancholy corners of abandoned buildings, Is where the lone wolf resides. The pack hasn't called for him in months. The lone wolf must have been blind sided by the beautiful scenery, Or maybe he must have been shivering from the rigid...
Loneliness of a Dragon
#1 of short stories a little short story about the loneliness of a dragon. it's also a way of me expressing how i feel at times.
The Daily Grind
The Daily Grind By Green Let me tell you how my average day starts. I get up, stretch, take in the (admittedly pretty great) view from the window, wash up, eat something quick, and then head down 4th towards a certain little coffee shop. Traffic's...