Shelbeh-Saur-Rawr-Ness : Writing

The start of it all, Forever will i hate the man in the stupid red truck.

The start of it all, Forever will i hate the man i..

A Chapter by Shelbeh-Saur-Rawr-Ness


Waking up that morning was probably the hardest thing, I had ever had to do. The nightmares of the night still running around my head. Everything wron..
AH-Maz-zing Gracie (Coping without your bestfriend by your side)

AH-Maz-zing Gracie (Coping without your bestfriend..

A Book by Shelbeh-Saur-Rawr-Ness


What happens to Scarlet when her best friend Gracie is killed in a accident. She begins a journal to pass on for what had become of her life, and ho..
The only two i have left...

The only two i have left...

A Poem by Shelbeh-Saur-Rawr-Ness


It seems to be, well, to me.That the world isn't what it seems.Your friends are really foes.B*****s are really hoes.People change, all the time.People..
The World As I See It, The World How I Wish It Was.

The World As I See It, The World How I Wish It Was..

A Poem by Shelbeh-Saur-Rawr-Ness


Children- The world how I see it.. Children are getting abused by people who said they loved them dearly. There is something wrong with that clear..
Maybe

Maybe

A Poem by Shelbeh-Saur-Rawr-Ness


Maybe, there's a reason that she has you and I don't. Maybe, I need to suck it up and be glad she doesn't gloat. Maybe, I should delete everything ..
My music.

My music.

A Poem by Shelbeh-Saur-Rawr-Ness


You say it's too loud. I say it's not. You say Its just boys screaming into microphones for attention all of them with their heads in the clouds. ..
Picture Time!

Picture Time!

A Poem by Shelbeh-Saur-Rawr-Ness


Picture time with my friends is always so much fun. The older we get, the more we do our make up, so we're definitely not looking like bums. I blast m..
My Lesson Learned

My Lesson Learned

A Poem by Shelbeh-Saur-Rawr-Ness


My lesson Learned. I will never listen to that song again. I will forget that we were even friends. Because That's how it's supposed to end. I break, ..
My Inspiration, My little man.

My Inspiration, My little man.

A Poem by Shelbeh-Saur-Rawr-Ness


To my nephew Corbin. Who is only three but the brightest thing in my life. He keeps me writing. He doesn't have a care in the world, and i envy him f..
I'm not depressed, I'm just venting.

I'm not depressed, I'm just venting.

A Poem by Shelbeh-Saur-Rawr-Ness


I swear I'm not depressed, this is just how i wright. And I understand, why you'd be worried, with my old use of knives. But I'm better now, It's just..

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