AriesBookworm

People are made of words, letters shifting and changing. This describes people so well, they can go from feeling one thing, to feeling something completely different the next. They act ...

Ye olde tales tell of fairies their songs ever so sweet in homely forest dwellings their company's a treat I got an old-time feel from this section. Almost like a ...

Two weeks later, and Logan was getting himself ready to head off to war. They were allowed to bring a few items with them, so he was busy filling up ...

“I don’t like this, Payton..” Camryn mumbled before hugging her older sister tighter. “It’ll be over soon.” “How do you know for sure?” Logan squealed as the flashlight finally turned ...

i'm thinking, now, that i could've stayed back and never learned how to exist. It seems like a person who tried to be outgoing regretted trying to stand out. or, ...

You didn't like how you looked or how you felt inside, so you became shallow: A stream almost completely dried up by the dark and gloomy sun in the forest ...

i have been asleep for so very long so long that night circles about my head I don't know what meaning you gave the poem, but I see a person ...

"Mum, that's untrue. I know she is here. You are..." She couldn't continue. For no reason, her eyes filled with tears. Something was about to happen and that would be ...

and our lives are the waves, crashing onto the shore with all our might, exhausting our strength, but to what avail? our voices are lost in the chorus; Sometimes, we ...

He thought for a moment. “...Will there be cake on the battlefield?” She glared at him. “Of course you’re thinking about cake.. no, there probably won’t be!” “Listen, I was ...

it is noon and the cicatrix on your birch bark heart has yet to disappear, with patience and without it. your heart is a hunter and it is autumn turning ...

There are a lot of things people would deem ‘worth it’ in life. For most people, it would be love. Maybe family or friends as well. For Logan it was ...

I am Rose I wonder will I ever grow I hear the silent raindrops From the storm that clouds my mind I see the darkness that surrounds Covering my petals ...

Raining now, I'm not sure which way summer went This is the same way we can feel when our happiness suddenly disappears and we are thrown into a void of ...

I'm tired of philosophies explained by old men with degrees I find this heartache comforting though their wisdom disagrees Someone overcoming grief and not wanting to find their way out. ...