Tags : Emotional

Fade

Fade

A Chapter by Aianarie (INACTIVE)


We're all just strangers passing by, oblivious to the stories that lie behind mere faces...
Waiting

Waiting

A Chapter by Aianarie (INACTIVE)


I wish I could save you.
Midnight City

Midnight City

A Book by Kayo0104


A escape by a very special group of kids.
Prolouge

Prolouge

A Chapter by Kayo0104


An intro
Silver Teardrops

Silver Teardrops

A Poem by A. M. Charles


Silver teardrops,Eating silver teardrops make me cry.Put it to my head and let the metal slide.What do you fear?What makes you cry and scream in the n..
Dark Moon

Dark Moon

A Poem by A. M. Charles


The echo of the silence reverberates through my body.The stillness is frigid and heavy.A melody cut short by the discordant breaking of a string.I sto..
Borderline.

Borderline.

A Story by KM.


Based on true life but with fictional elements. Just read. :)
The Lie

The Lie

A Poem by A. M. Charles


It's rage that fills mechokes me.It fuels my passionburns away my painand claws up my throatto roll off mytonguelike venom.I weild it like a sabre,cut..
Where are you?...

Where are you?...

A Poem by Of_The_Sand


Where...... Where is she?...
Miles of Memories

Miles of Memories

A Poem by Destinyxi


Written today about my ex.
Don't Bother Coming Home Chapter 1

Don't Bother Coming Home Chapter 1

A Story by Jamie C


Janelle Walters hasn't been back to the town where she grew up in almost 15 years, leaving behind an alcoholic father who hated her and siblings who w..
I Call Upon Your Name

I Call Upon Your Name

A Poem by Adam M. Snow


Oh Father, who art in Heaven I call upon Your name. Where ever You may be You watch over me, today.
Weary Lad

Weary Lad

A Poem by Adam M. Snow


He gaze upon himself utterly; not knowing, not knowing. Should he ponder or sunder; but his words not flowing, but his words not flowing.
The Writer and the Blood Inked Quill

The Writer and the Blood Inked Quill

A Poem by Adam M. Snow


The candle flickered by a passing gentle breeze; My quill dries up leaving not I at ease. My words upon page now left to hang. A reader's disappoin..
Some Days

Some Days

A Poem by


Every day is different from the last, so our emotions.
Society

Society

A Poem by Melrose


Societyemotional, sinfultalking, mocking, stalkingdetermined, tightfisted, keen, damagedcontrolling, deceiving, needingidealistic, deificGovernment