gypsynight : Writing

The End

The End

A Story by gypsynight


I walked up to the door and opened it slowly.Peeping my head in a little bit, just enough to breathe in its presence. I could already feel my heart ra..
Chapter Five-Open Ground

Chapter Five-Open Ground

A Story by gypsynight


The end of the path, the end of my head.Was something I did not dream to expect.There was nothing but open ground, which connect all four paths togeth..
Chapter Four-Eyes

Chapter Four-Eyes

A Story by gypsynight


Weary eyed I made my way down the hidden path.Its bends and twists, yearning my thoughts to develop louder. I could not bare what forever will be.What..
Chapter Three-The Woods

Chapter Three-The Woods

A Story by gypsynight


The woods felt unfamiliar and ominous.Filled with mysterious beings and cold fear buried in your heart.Branches of the trees reaching out to me as a c..
Chapter Two- Doubt

Chapter Two- Doubt

A Story by gypsynight


My feet tried to resist.As I journeyed toward a woods that sucked you in and spit you out.Leaving no tracks behind.I smelled something reeking of doub..
Chapter one-The Hidden Path

Chapter one-The Hidden Path

A Story by gypsynight


There is a hidden path.Though I can not recall where it is at.Everyday I dream of where it leads.Though I have not seen the end. One night I laid awak..
The Door-Intro

The Door-Intro

A Story by gypsynight


I opened the door today.But I could not see clearly.My eyes burned from the inside.They refused to believe what was right in front of me.Emotions seep..
No where to be Seen

No where to be Seen

A Poem by gypsynight


Today I felt comfort in rays of sun.Though you spoke with words made of ash and mold.Your spirit still thinner then a apple's core.Yesterday I waited ..
The Ground You Walk On

The Ground You Walk On

A Poem by gypsynight


Turn up the radio a little loud right now, windows down, just drowned me in sound.Cigarette smoke preventing words that can't be spoken.Thoughts lost ..
Hate You

Hate You

A Poem by gypsynight


I felt clarity wash over me, but it didn't stick.For a second I heard my name echo well you were thinking, you just shrugged it off, perhaps got ticke..