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His name was Anxiety

His name was Anxiety

A Poem by Natassha


This is who he is.
Old Friend

Old Friend

A Poem by S. K. Burke


Another 2 AM creeps up, She rubs her eyes and puts her readings away. The lights flick off and there he is, peering in, Falling in soft streaks acr..
One Month

One Month

A Story by Linda


I keep typing then erasing ... Trying to find the right emotions being felt today. I usually am not the selfish type . The kind to put others before ..
You took me

You took me

A Poem by Peonysky


Love lost
The Great Fall

The Great Fall

A Poem by T. Edana Talbott


Lost a battle in which the reward,Was a tainted mind and a heart quite scorned.Chomped my tongue as a painful attempt,To hush the venom I spat and sai..
Victory, Not A Defeat

Victory, Not A Defeat

A Poem by T. Edana Talbott


So what if you’ve been torn?So what if you’ve been scorned?I tear just like you and feel the things you do,And I’ve been beaten and ..
Triumph

Triumph

A Poem by Alfred Kukitz


and the winner is........
Trump's Triumph

Trump's Triumph

A Poem by Randy Johnson


Donald Trump has 306 electoral votes and Hillary Clinton has 232.Hillary's supporters are causing violence and that is a lousy thing to do.Her support..
Love drug

Love drug

A Poem by Tyler


The romance of loving a lust that kills so deep you breath while you drown in chaos and blood.
Who are you, if you're not me?

Who are you, if you're not me?

A Story by Luz Silva


First time writing about my experience as a child/preteen. It goes in detail of when my mental health began to plummet. I will share parts of my life ..
And They Shall Open

And They Shall Open

A Poem by Lorne Blaine


December 2016
Start Now

Start Now

A Story by Joey Nizz


You are more than what you think.
When Will It All End?

When Will It All End?

A Chapter by Summer Nazarian


Jesus never responded. I got off my knees feeling like a babbling fool, but my fever left and I didn't feel depressed anymore. Whatever happened was a..
Winter Night

Winter Night

A Poem by Satish Verma


It was never meant, to be the triumph