Tags : youth

If I Die Young

If I Die Young

A Poem by ~ Czarina Iris ~


Kiss each of my eyes and tell me goodbye in a whisper so soft I could not hear you cry
blur

blur

A Poem by solitare


Written in my youth when I suffered Anorexia... I still find myself reading these words often.
shrink

shrink

A Poem by solitare


Written in my youth when I suffered Anorexia... I still find myself reading these words often.... as I finally am finding the "Me I was born to be" :)
The Silent Child

The Silent Child

A Poem by solitare


When your world is dark, surrender to your imagination to find some light.
Stay Gold Mini Horse

Stay Gold Mini Horse

A Poem by chloe


It only darkened my soulbecause you used to be goldNow it seems your hearts grown coldbut maybe i’m just old newsand all I want to dois jump sta..
The Man In The Mirror

The Man In The Mirror

A Story by Kayla Alma Roman


A man who possibly can see something that we cannot. But how is this possible? And what does he see?
Play While You Can

Play While You Can

A Story by K. A. Munn


Short True Story
The Turning Point

The Turning Point

A Poem by Laura Grace


Memories of a Blissful youth we must respect, And then turn to grow.
O' Ye Captain of Mine

O' Ye Captain of Mine

A Poem by Adam M. Snow


O' ye captain of mine, In my quarters we dine, Tell tales of a journey once spent. Life on sea across more than me, To the ends of the Earth we sail.
With a Purpose

With a Purpose

A Book by YouoweYoupay


It was like something foreigners do for the green card. In their story it was a million dollars.
Prologue: Persistent but Calm

Prologue: Persistent but Calm

A Chapter by YouoweYoupay


It was like something foreigners do for the green card. In their story it was a million dollars
Magical Bird Twitters

Magical Bird Twitters

A Chapter by YouoweYoupay


London opened his mouth to speak, but couldn't think of anything appropriate to say.
A Hug...or Something

A Hug...or Something

A Chapter by YouoweYoupay


"Maybe we should hug or something,"
Cowardly Gesture

Cowardly Gesture

A Chapter by YouoweYoupay


His eyes looked as if he had witnessed an angel of light descending from the roof of the café.
Hope-Drained

Hope-Drained

A Chapter by YouoweYoupay


Angelo practically glided across the room and landed on his back on the untidy bed sheets.
Tortilla Toast

Tortilla Toast

A Chapter by YouoweYoupay


London only paused to see the mood in Angelo's black eyes, not to hear his protests. Eyes were enough stories to read.