Compartment 114
Compartment 114
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Tags : survive

Not enough heat

Not enough heat

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


Not enough heat. Snow. Cold. and now rainon Tuesday morning. traffic sloshes to work.it is cloudy for the second straight day. the snowwas magical onl..
By the Seat of the Soul's Pants

By the Seat of the Soul's Pants

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


To presume to write to someone about courageand not complaining, don't importune or make dying people cry.I've always said Leave me alone with autumn...
This Summer, As Ever

This Summer, As Ever

A Poem by Robert Ronnow


This summer, as ever, there's much to do.But only one or two things I want to do.I told Alan that, like him, I'm never bored.But today, like a teenage..
fake

fake

A Poem by Helena


the way we all survive
Survive

Survive

A Chapter by Meoma


Beep, beep, beep my alarm clock goes off and jump starts my brain.I slowly reach my hand out of my cozy blanket, hit the alarm clock to shut it off, ..
Until the Sun Will Rise

Until the Sun Will Rise

A Poem by Rick Atheros


This is a nightso cold and darkeven if the sunshines so bright outsidemy fear gives me a blindfold.I hear the voice screampointing out my inabilitylau..
The light bulb at the end of the tunnel

The light bulb at the end of the tunnel

A Poem by SleeplessVolcano


"I can calculate the motion of heavenly bodies but not the madness of people". Isaac Newton
[untitled]

[untitled]

A Book by chickentub


No title so far. A new disease has been spotted in West Africa. It quickly spreads through the entire world, leaving Nathaniel Livingston and some fri..
Prologue

Prologue

A Chapter by chickentub


Of course I had heard of the dominem virus. That was all anyone ever talked about at school for nearly a week and a half. It was like ebola- a diseas..
Wake up

Wake up

A Poem by Joshua Clement


It's so easy to forget... so easy to fall asleep
I can't win...

I can't win...

A Poem by Joshua Clement


Thoughts in from the perspective of an anti hero of mine... just an idea I'm toying with.
Almost Shot

Almost Shot

A Poem by SammMG


From conception to carefree in what lays aheadBullets barely miss their targetA naive smile painted is a red herringFor he feels far more than he lets..
Dying

Dying

A Poem by Johanna


So this is a song.. just haven´t decided fully on the melody yet It might not work as a concept.. but had to give it a try :)