Thoughts
You are nothing but a broken oak chair in a world of twisted words. Distraught. I do have my crown and you have your faith. Reasons do keep happening, but is…
You are nothing but a broken oak chair in a world of twisted words. Distraught. I do have my crown and you have your faith. Reasons do keep happening, but is…
The old dwelling loomed before me, a gaunt beast, starving and rotten. I know not how long I stood, lost in horrified awe of the unearthly changes that had…
I love nights. But nights make me melancholy. In an instant, My uplifted thoughts turn to ones - Dismal and gloomy. Ones of worry, and - Ones of circles. The…
Monday 13th February 1994 3:43 pm Demetri returns home from school feeling so angry and frustrated with himself. Millie approaches him with a look on concern…
She glanced at the clock on her radio and it read 9:38pm. She put her phone down, and turned her car around. “I hope he is okay! I don’t, didn’t, wait... why…
When I was fourteen, like many other fourteen-year-olds, I started high school. In the most cliché way, I remember first stepping into that big, intimidating…
I have every thought possible running through my mind. Every emotion is taking over my actions. I have lost sight of who I am in all of this-these past months…
You asked me how I was, and honestly, I didn’t know what to tell you. Should I have lied and said that I’m OK? Or should I have told the truth and said that I…
So much tension. So much pain. I feel so much for you, Why don’t you feel the same? All this time, It was going so well, Suddenly reality hits, And now I…
So much tension, so much pain, I feel so much for you, Why don’t you feel the same? All this time, it was going so well, Suddenly reality hits, And now I…
Kristy didn’t know why she had been called down to the office. She had never been a ‘bad kid’ and had only been to the office to receive an award or when she…
It’s raining You look up at the sky And wait and wonder for the reason why It’s grey, its damp, You look for a color And find you can’t see a single shade You…
The bath tub filled nearly to the top, a little boy situated in the midst of it all, his eyes enamored with bubbles and a stinging sensation. Tiny little hands…
I sat down to try and write it out. I sat down to actually try and say something, anything, put it down into coherent words and sentences. Something I haven’t…
It wasn’t as if he hadn’t died before. This time was just…different. His head still swimming, he tried to make it to his feet. No dice. He was still dead. What…