Writing

Sensible Minds

A Story by DELOIS

One thing I learned in life is the human mind is very controversial. When someone does something that is considered insensible. People tend to alw..

Scars

A Poem by LetMeLoveYou

So much built up,Like a damnAbout to burst.That last wave of waterSends you over the edge.You crack,You burst,You crumble,You destroy yourself.You are..

Thoughts

A Poem by Aurora Dawn

Thoughts of you constantly running through my head. I can't stop thinking, sometimes I wish I were dead. I lay here all night, alone in my bed. Wi..

Ex-Best friend

A Poem by Aurora Dawn

This is about me and my best friend Brett. Brett you may hate me, but I love you so so much

Just A Little Something..

A Story by Chance Aaron

Just a random rant.

The Local Travel...

A Story by Hamza

It was written way back in October last year .. the day i chose to walk away from the people who i considered my best friends .. they did something i..

Thinking and Wishing of You

A Poem by Jen96

This is what I do on sleepless nights, I write about my thoughts…

A visit

A Story by Tae Notton

This feeling approaches when you least expect it, yet it's been a consistent routine. As soon as you thought you've forgotten about the pain, it rushe..

mistaken

A Poem by Xen enderide

laying down on the grown with eyes wide awakewondering, pondering if what we had was fake...i thought.... i thought i had finally got out and found li..

Requiem

A Poem by Louis McNab

Islands and crashing seas, all falls beneath the waves as a lone man, standing on a the half point of a cliff, contemplates life, the universe and the..

Memoirs from a Bathtub

A Poem by Natasha

Twisted-dissection continues to frighten

Thought Box

A Poem by Emma

Short poem on the rambling's in my head.

The moon's movie

A Poem by Ariel S

The moon shining high with a glowMy eyes heavy, they hang lowI look calm and serene as i layBut a film of past, present, future begins to playMy mind ..

Who am I?

A Poem by CookieCrumbs

The couple 2 seats in front of medraw hearts on the foggy bus windowThe kid behind me is sleepingThe warmth from the heater blowing on my feet as I tr..