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The things nobody wantsA Poem by SilentScreamingTearsNobody wants the broken glass or the sad memories from their pain-filled past.Nobody wants the things to come if it's the pain of death's slow drum.No.. |
Maybe TomorrowA Poem by S.J. HolmesMaybe tomorrow you said,And I waited two days to go to bed,You didn’t come,And my heart felt numb,Maybe tomorrow…Maybe tomorrow…I .. |
Silent CriesA Book by Aemi StoneA fantasy horror novel about curses. |
Silver MedalA Poem by Scott LawlorI wrote this for a HitRecord submission,the themes were love and feeling thrown away, like trash. |
One Day, We WillA Story by Debby PillitteriA short story about two boys visiting an abandoned house. |
What's My Name?A Chapter by Forgotten14I pull my body up quickly, hoping that everything that I just experienced was unreal, or a horrid thought. Sweat glazes over my face, and mybreathing.. |
EdenA Story by Ariell Cranor (Mispeled M..I wrote this for a Fine Arts short story competition when I was sixteen. |
RavagedA Poem by Ariell Cranor (Mispeled M..Some things just follow you forever. It's hard to understand if you've never been there yourself. I write my best when I'm at my worst, hope you enj.. |
Abandoned CityA Poem by Thomas KainaroiAbandoned city.It's all darkExcept for the few faintGhost lights in the windows.Go through it,Through the streets,Then the buildings,And the places un.. |
AbandonedA Poem by AleczRain descending, Falling to the ground. Smiles raising, Ready to fall down. Cold lies being whispered. Hearts being shown. People being shive.. |
ConsumedA Poem by SauranI wrote this when I was in a dark place. I'm afraid that although people read it, no one listened. This is my fear. The way it consumed me, control.. |
Logically MisconstruedA Poem by MercelusThe darkest days provide the most enlightenment |
RebirthA Poem by Gina AnsaHow surprisingly comfortable a pillow you were! Tucked and clothed in you that was the person i was! Lady lazarus i awoke from the dead like t.. |
AroseA Poem by AshfallenI loved and lost. This poem poured out of my heart one night, waking me from sleep begging to be captured in print. |