SoggyPoptart

There’s this thing called earth I’ve been here since my birth But this weight of sorrow is more than I can bear I’ve heard of this eternal place and I’m ...

Be sure that you're pure of heart that every tragedy is a new fresh start and you've the strength to rise again you're life has ended... So, let us begin ...

[quote="Light_Devil!"]. School can go into a corner and cut its wrists. Metaphorically speaking, of course. “Alice! Wait up.” I resisted the urge to throw my backpack into his face. Though ...

My inner child, Have you seen her? I'm afraid she won't come back again. She looks like me but smaller and Her hair is tangled wild. She trips on her ...

You actually need help finishing THIS? Why? It's fine the way it is, short and to the point with a lot of big words in between, I actually really like ...

Little by little day by day my pain goes deeper and never goes away! I don't have the scars for you to see but don't you realize? I'm just not ...

What I loved most stabbed me And left me to bleed out on the floor. What my passion was left me to die. Now I wander alone, lost in this ...

Hear my words, and run away. Don’t trust the shadows, and never stray. The monster will take you up, and make you his toy, a mindless puppet, and never again ...

Robert Frost was wrong. The world didn’t end in fire. It didn’t end in ice, either. T.S. Eliot was closer, but still, he was wrong. No one expected what happened. ...

Noise and colour, brainstained fangs. The maelstrom of air heaves forever. Squashing together before ripping up gangs No mind is safe from it's eternal bluster. Inside the glittery temple of ...

He curls over my body and inspects my sin. Oh baby don’t worry, I can fix you. When we cut off your arms, you can be Venus de Milo; When ...

"Never Done Dancing" I believe it is an amazing title. I like in the story how you say that the character's nose almost touches the floor that is an amazing ...

I'm not super pleased with this piece, though I don't know what it is that's bothering me. Thoughts? I'm not going to lie, but I don't want to be rude. ...

There is no space between where your silver rim ends and where the sky starts. toward you. Down here your reflection is a lake of light stroked by the ripples ...

He would never grow up, But I was bound to mortality. He held me as we looked out At the fading stars, Alone at the crown of the world. And ...