Chesney W. : Writing

Black Box

Black Box

A Poem by Chesney W.


Black box with silver lining. Suffocating whatever's within. The smell of rotting skin, and rats eating you thin. Many shed tear after tear. ..
Life is..

Life is..

A Poem by Chesney W.


Down in spirit. Down in soul. Down in mind. Never giving in. Never giving up. Wandering the world. Wandering the road not taken. Wandering ..
What Game?

What Game?

A Story by Chesney W.


Everyone is always saying how they are so sick of getting played. Let's just say that there was no game. And all guys were truly honest good men. Le..
teenage dreams

teenage dreams

A Poem by Chesney W.


I like this guy that I'm friends with. He's really cute and a really awesome person.
What a jerk

What a jerk

A Poem by Chesney W.


What a jerk. A cheater. A player of the game. I seen him this morning. He acted like he was hurt. What he did to me was worse. He o..
Just once

Just once

A Poem by Chesney W.


Ever get that feeling of regret? I do. Everytime I see him. Why did I mess up ourfriendship? I put my relationship felings before my frien..
Castle

Castle

A Poem by Chesney W.


The footsteps of a beast, echo under the trees. The tenderness of a bird, lies dead on the cold ground. The light of day, is nowhere to be found...
Think of a Pain

Think of a Pain

A Poem by Chesney W.


This inanimate object is inside my head. It won't leave me alone. I offer is everything I have. But it rathers to bother me, calling my name. ..
What could be better?

What could be better?

A Poem by Chesney W.


Empty classroom. Listening to Aerosmith. Clear mind. What could possibly be better?
Sleepy.

Sleepy.

A Poem by Chesney W.


I wana snuggle buddy so bad :(