You've torn me, ripped me, and hit meI bleed from the wounds on my skinYou've floored me, kicked me, and slit meBut you've not broken the spirit withinMy tank is depleted, not emptyI rise back, glowing with sweatFight? Oh yes, I've got plentyYour smugness...
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As I sit upon the meadow,a dreamlike world at ease,the rushes, elms, and grasses,caressed by lazy evening breeze.The sunset glows on honeyed towers,the gentle river flows behind,if only this could last forever,if only nothing preyed upon my mind.But I kno...
Dear G-d…… Dear G-d…… … Dear G-d… …This is how I addressThe King of the Universe.With hesitation,Trembling and Awe, andUncertainty that my KingEven has an open court. My King of the Universe.My King of My Universe.Where are you?I climb the mountains,Swim...
I'm feasting at this the table of life,No knife no fork just a blunt knife.My plate is filled and I can't get through fast enough,I'm filled but the waiter willing adds more stuff.There heaps of lovely meat burnt, black and bitter,There's vegetables too:...
It Doesn't Matter Any More
I'm at my breaking point.It doesn't even matter what you say I'm emotionally and physically drained It's just another crazy dayNothing lost and nothing gained Here I am with the walls closing inNo words ever to sayLife is feeling like a tailspinYou never can meet me halfway I wis...
Training Mantra of the Gingerbread Girl
What I say to myself whilst I train for a charity walk dressed as a Ginga girl.This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Run, run,And I'll let you pass;You can catch me,I'm the gingerbread lass.But I don't care if you're fast;I'm slow,'Cos I'm going the paceThat my feet can go.You...
I'm that girl the one that's loud only because I'm afraid of not being heard I'm that girl The one that's always smiling because If I don't the pain will become unbearable... again I'm that girl the one that tells people they're beautiful because I know...
Lay your beating heart by mine Cross your fingers intertwine Search your soul for hidden sign Toss the straws and fall in line. Rest hope’s head upon your bed Have no tears left to be shed Sleep not on this path we tread Read the notions left unsaid. When...
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I've given up on living forever. I can't stand up to the struggle. Everything I've dreamed up is a memory. There's nothing left for me here. I remember when I cried And you came to comfort me. You wouldn't be content to let me lie, But you didn't understa...
Open heart
the beauty of life and love will leave its scars.Between one broken beat and the thunder of the next Her heart swings wide like a old door on rusted hinges A peek inside reveals a crisscross network of scars half healed wounds and the faint trace of tomorrow's tears Soft warm throbbing testament to a li...
Gidealis Enigma Chapter 56
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Gidealis Enigma Chapter 51
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There and Gone
He was here and then he was not, and a part of me died inside.It wasn’t flashy. Not even a defined moment. There and gone as I slept, the world passed, and so did he, slipping from existence like the occurrence of a second, of a minute of any day. To say I cried is an understatement. Heart wrought from my chest, my...
A Lock That's Lost Its Key
It's Creative Writing homework... but I thought I'd share it with u. I love this class, hope u enjoyA whole different world-a world with layers and chambers.Things swirl around-blue and purple smoke,pink and red sweetness,yellow and green tartnessrainbows of confusionand blackness deeper than space.There is no key to this world,you have been locked out-...
V-Sign to the Sunshine, Stripy Socks and Gingas
How does a gloomy grump see joy where there is no joy?This musing only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Sometimes I feel that the world is a graceless place. Well, alright, I always feel that. For me, every day is a task that I cannot look forward to. But there...