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Everyone wants to live a successful life, But how do I know if pursuing my dreams will lead me to bliss Or drop me stranded without coming close? Now, ostensibly old enough, wise enough, Expected to plan my future in a series of numbers On a high school registration form, what do I do? My... - Poetry > Free VerseIf you do not listen I will not speak. Pushed, shoved, grabbed by the spine, Tossed around the room like a bean-bag. I cringe at the site of eyes glazing over me. Only their pupils move, Their frozen bodies match the temperature of mine, Radiating into my breath, making me shiver. ...
- Poetry > Free VerseThere are people in life who let every opportunity, second, minute, hour, pass them by. And then there are others who grab at any open window, catching every leaf that blows in with the breeze. These are the ones who have the will, the strength, the desire, to open the eyes of the world....
- Poetry > Free VerseDays passed in slow motion. Life seemed to pause, Lock on hold, Until I gathered up enough strength, To press play. Instead, I assumed it was The Lord, himself, Who deleted every clip of me laughing, Every segment of me smiling, Until the screen before me had gone To the dark of night. ...
- Poetry > Free VerseMy bones showed through my thin skin and my lank body structure was unveiled. A plate full of various foods awaited me. The devils scepter glared at me on the pale table cloth. Half an apple lay in front of me, dripping transparent juice, my salty tears. I refuse to force it down my resistant throat...
- Poetry > Free VerseIf you do not listen I will not speak. Pushed, shoved, grabbed by the spine, Tossed around the room like a bean-bag. I cringe at the site of eyes glazing over me. Though only their pupils move, Their frozen bodies match the temperature of mine, Radiating into the cool air, making me shive...
- Poetry > Free VerseDays passed in slow motion. Life seemed to pause, Lock on hold, Until I gathered up enough strength, To press play. Instead, I assumed it was The Lord, himself, Who deleted every clip of me laughing, Every clip of me smiling, Until the screen before me had gone To the dark of night. I w...
- Poetry > Free VerseAn hour left to suffer... A life. A mind. A pair of dark, bloodshot eyes. A single gulp, poison trickles down and trembling fingers clenched around the remains of his life. His limp hair cloaks his face, separating him from sanity, casting an unearthly shadow, lingering over the shard of Hell now em...
- Fiction > Thriller/MysteryThe television faded blank as the remote rolled out of my hand. Knock, knock. I grabbed the large bowl filled tootsie rolls and chocolate eyeballs. I sighed quietly, glancing at the vacant room around me. Since I am too old for this occation, I have the house to myself, the annoying neighbors to fee...
- Poetry > Free VerseI used to believe in the Easter bunny, When his tale got stuck in the door. Santa Clause visiting each house in one night, Man, he must have been sore. I used to believe in the tooth fairy, Leaving a dollar under my pillow that night. I used to believe I had super powers, A myst...
- Poetry > Free VerseThe light shines over them, Reflecting their smiles. Fragile skin, lanky nails, straggling hair, Excited, energetic, spinning the world, With the palm of their hand. Then the sun retreats, You can't recognize the person conquered inside, You can't predict their actio...
- Poetry > All PoetryCallow yet virile, he watches from afar. Comely and inviting, The world stops and the oxygen flees from my lungs. Tantalizing me with every insignificant gesture. Heedless to my yearns, Naive to my thoughts. I am captivated in a deadlock, Abandoned in an alien territory. Subj...
- Poetry > All PoetryBeing young means to ask permission for what we want, Trying to sneak out without getting caught. Dancing and Jumping, And not feeling sore. Eating junk food all day, Yet still wanting more. Rolling in mud, Making a mess, Arguing with parents Putting them to the test. L...
- Poetry > All PoetryThe hallway grew bright, The radiant artificial light glaring into my eyes. Beads of sweat dripped from my forehead. I followed the light above me, to where? I had no idea. My legs suddenly became weak, Trembling to sustain my weight. My knees collapsed as I dropped to the bare tile Withou...
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