Tagged: fear

short stories about feeling lost 0

Mute

Short Story I feel different lately. It feels like I never have time. I’ve always been busy, but I’ve always been productive. I don’t think the same anymore. I used to always have new...

visionary spoken word 0

Visionary

Spoken Word Never fed Always full Tries to hold Hands never empty Forever on time Rooms always empty Sometimes glad For the echoes Perhaps the silence Is a cure Only one day It will...

fears poem 0

Tears Filled by Fears

Poem   What do you seek of me As I look at you , tearing What can I do for you As I see you failing. While you dwell in your sorrow I see...

freedom poem 0

The Red Ribbon

Poem   Night music Drifting with a stranger Feeling a slight sense of beautiful danger Trust feels so exciting The world is expanding Smiling at the unknown Dancing, feeling connected Swept away The world...

ghost poem 0

Ghosts

Poem Light on the leaves Beams through the trees Footsteps gentle on the grass Dreams blurring Memories stirring Subdued feelings in the landscape Ghosts we knew Walking with us as we grew The cast...

inspirational poetry 3

Strive

Inspirational Poetry   Strive for excellence in whatever you do. Look around a thing or two. Peek into your own conscience, and smile about the things you do. Let not doubt capture you. Fight...

Surreal Poetry 0

Save the Kiss for Last

Surreal Poetry A hungry man will never turn away from distractions inviting him to feel full In that way, survival takes on a thrusting Tint serious only regarding a palm’s distance away from the...

dark poems 0

As The Clouds Do

Poem   The earth smiles from the dark While the water rises And fills my lungs I choose to believe Things will change They have to Or I will die There is a butterfly...

emotional poetry 0

Even Death Is Better

Poem   The clock is ticking, the room is dark, no one’s breathing, I want to hide, I want to cry, but she holds me tight. Her image is a stone, her smell is...

Short Scary Stories 0

Eyes

Short Story   I could feel the eyes on me, countless and faceless among the trees. But still I watched the fire. The edge of the forest approached close, brushed lightly by the glow...

Tattoo Hat 0

Sick

I thought I’d get sick of people Assumed I would eventually just drown in A pool of my own pretention and irritability. But it never came around. It surfaces at times, a jet-black jewel...

girl walking on a path in a forest 0

The Song of the Oak

Poem It was a long time ago in a world of mixed realities when I heard it for the first time. I saw the leaves move on the air blown and heard a song...