The pain of emptiness Is worse than Physical or emotional torture; Feeling nothing makes me dead While I walk and live. Advertisements
The Sixth Trumpet The fair creature stood on the rock, Gazing down upon the chaotic land, Waiting to start the end. Its fair hair blows in the air, Soaking in the pain and terror, Waiting to unleash utter hell. It raises its bow and draws, The blood tipped arrow prepared To draw […]
The forest sits empty, Utter silence engulfs nature. Nothing exists in the woods For it has been abandoned. Despite its mission To protect and shelter, Everything has left and created A lonely forest.
If we could stop and look around, What would you see in front of you? You would see people, Different than you, But human nonetheless. Some are afraid of home, Coming to freedom with nothing Other than what they wear, Yet people fear the worst From those most desperate, For aid, clothes, food, Things we […]
Lost in the clouds, I try to go higher, Higher than before, Higher than ever achieved. I wish to see beyond, Beyond the visible Sea of stars. Even if it means my end, I desire to fly higher, Higher and away from everything And exist without existing.
A working title for a working story, hopefully the response is good. I don’t know where I am going with this story but at the same time I do. One Fire burns in the sky. Thunder rumbles but it is not that of nature. Bastard lightning strikes from the clouds and splits everything it touches […]
Why must I care, Like and love, Why do I want To feel romance? Every time I do, It hurts all involved; Friendships burned and lost, Bridges turned to ash. But lack of emotion Destroys all I touch.