Writing

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A Chapter by The Fallen

Not All Angels Are Guardians My father's words of wisdom rattled around my mind. I use to think something was watching over me, more import..

My Confession

A Poem by Mason Rayburn

"Look at me, please..." She begs of me As a saddened smile Twists her face in pain. "I cannot," I say With a heavy sigh. "For I would do so..

To Disappear

A Poem by Zoe Marie Ross

One, Two, Three, Four,Why didn't I think about this before?Five, Six, Seven, Eight,I hope somebody finds me too late.Nine, Ten, Eleven, Twelve,I wonde..

Secrets

A Poem by Rachel Anderson

We hold our secrets so closely to us; It's the thought of them being revealed that is truly destructive.

mécanisme

A Poem by Dana Alsamsam

paper cutouts of our hearts litterthe city sidewalks of each others mindsdeveloping from the side like a photo print,returning in alchemistic understa..

I wither away

A Poem by DreamSharer

I am withering away...all alone, no one to guide me or help me. I am withering away far from pain and hurt. Far from all the ugliness of people...I am..

Sink, swim, or simply disappear.

A Poem by Mily

I often wonder what would happen if I died.. I wonder how people would react.. How it would affect people. But I guess it doesn't even really matte..

Nature Calls (I Disappear)

A Poem by Healing Star

A Place of Peace.

Strange Happenings in the Matrix

A Story by Graysin Angel

These are all things that really happened around my home.

Invisible

A Poem by Amanda Worthington

I'm pretty sure we all get the feeling of soul crushing loneliness every once in a while

Another World

A Poem by Md. Ziaul Haque

Let’s dive into another world, Full of mystery, That yet to be discerned, When done it will be a passive child of history. ..

The Listener

A Poem by Robert Ronnow

New York City is where people who aredisappearing go. It is very quiethere, silent. A man and womanmade love below me. I could hearthe bedsprings ring..

Clouds

A Poem by Roshan Nair

More often than not, in life, we are left more touched and moved for life by people and things that are ephemeral, present for a few precious moments ..

The Wind Still Needs a Chime

A Poem by Nicholas Duboe

A poem a wrote inspired by one of my other poems "Time Isn't Everything". This is about the concept of being able to disappear. Im thinking of making ..