AngerManagement

Hi. Wow. I really liked this. The way you explain your MC's hurt to the reader. The way she doesn't seem to hate Blaise after everything. The way she seems ...

Hey. I like the idea of this and the way its executed. This story is really well written, I like the description of it and the way the MC is ...

Hey Hibiscus, I really liked it especially liked the end. I like the utopia of your poem, I want a world like that too. But I still wouldn't die for ...

Hey Captian, What a day Full of grief There is no punctuation here. What’s the point of living? When it’s just brief Depressing line. But it got me thinking. No ...

Hey July, We do not belong to reality but are found in the deepest corners of hopes dreams and wishes. Coolest line in the poem to me. :D We live ...

Hey Fire and Ice. To the one who knows the I feel like the 'the' is a bit awkward. Perhaps this would be a better alternative. heart of mine, Knows ...

Hey Jane, This was really interesting because I couldn't see how someone could write 103 words and manage to make an impression on the reader- that was till i read ...

Hey Retro, This seems like quite a dark, sad poem. I really liked reading it, the rhyme was good. It flowed rather smoothly. I didn't get bored as i normally ...

Hi *waves* , Alex shut her diary and slid in under her pillow. She then laid back on her pillow and sighed. So many problems, so many things to do, ...

This is a really dark poem. I like the way his/her unrequited love makes him/her a bit angry almost inhuman. The poem in a way freaks me out. Ive read ...

Hey Mel Abigail_W has made most of the corrections to grammar but I'll give my two cents. I feel like it was a bit jumbled up perhaps a bit of ...

Through the green grass the wind blows, it stops and I'll never know why. I'm with a friend from my imagination, he knows what I mean when I say 'the ...

Wow. I absolutely loved this. The way you write is so absorbing, it absolutely pulls the reader in. I only saw one mistake and it was the mispelling of 'Bleck.' ...

Look into the eyes of innocence, Staring down the barrel of the gun. Fear and hunger in every tear, Broken windows to the soul, Shaking hands, soft and small, Smeared ...

Hey JDawn The sharp prickers poked and pinched at my ankles, and I winced. I ignored it and kept my eyes peeled for the white and fluffy hare. I glanced ...