Writing

The Life Of Franklin DeMario

A Story by Riss Ryker

We will all be judged at some point in our lives.

Echoes pt. II

A Poem by M'Fun Keap

Addictions are such sweet poison. But His Grace and Mercy abides to those who truly believe.

Wasted life

A Poem by Happy Chicken

A poem inspired by pastor John Piper's book 'Don't waste your life' and how I walked away from God only to find that without him life is wasted.

Price of Translucence

A Poem by Roshan Nair

This piece is dedicated to the struggle we have to shed our masks to the ones we deeply care about, but are afraid, knowingly or not, that they might ..

Loves Redemption

A Poem by Shay

This poem is not of love,But of redemption.The slow winding pace the heart takes to heal.The pieces cracking as they stream back together,Dripping out..

Rise..Only This Once

A Poem by Roshan Nair

I'm not religious as such but I am spiritual..yet aS child I always found the story of Samson from the bible very intriguing. After all this while I b..

This One Was For Her

A Poem by Shay

I miss you.Like a pathetic fool, like a part of me is gone no - like a chunk.Ripped out before it was cold and now I'm cold with nothing but a few mem..

Hollow Ghosts

A Poem by Shay

I'm an empty hollow, my brains full of ghostsAnd it's telling me no more tonight.My fingers pressed against my throat,And I'm fighting to jump inspite..

That smile

A Poem by Shay

Tossed and tangled - hot mess doesn't even scratch my surface.Scratch my skin it's paper thin, lined with my unconfident confidence.Am I worth it?Am I..

Beneath the Bottom of the Barrel

A Book by A.D. Taylor

Self is the worse enemy.

Devil Dogs

A Poem by Bright Ocean Star

Poem from a U.S. Marine

The Fire of Redemption

A Story by T.Whitney

The redemption of a troubled creature.

A Collateral Apology

A Poem by Jim_F

It has been years now but, to those who meant so much to me, I will never forget you.

Rise From the Ashes

A Poem by Nicholas Duboe

A poem on the past being behind you as you pick yourself up and rise like a phoenix.

Round One

A Poem by Maddy Stillman

when something brittle plays the gametheir scars become opponentsthreatening to cut the gauzewhere precious skin was broken.when something used takes ..